[Verse 1]
In my hood you gon' blow or you gon’ end up dead
I say this street shit ain't no joke, you better use yo' head
Nigga make yo’ money, Monty told me get my bread
My nigga put his trust up in a bitch and now he dead
All my niggas tellin' me I need to chill
My momma say stay out the streets, she pray I don't get killed
Can't trust no nigga or no bitch, no they don't keep it real
I'm scarred for life, yeah, I stay with it bitch, I shoot to kill
P, I put that on Lil' Dave, I'll murk one of these niggas
I’m rollin ’round I'm just waitin’ on you niggas
When I spot you bitch I got you, I been waitin' on you niggas
I'ma hop out with that 4 pound, I'ma bang it ’til it's empty
We gon' stick the plug, pull up in a spyder
Ridin 'round with that rifle, this bitch here be decipher
Say I'm walkin' with my .40, this bitch got a lotta bodies
NBA, that be the gang whole clique full of robbers

[Chorus]
I'll rob the whole city 'fore I die broke
I'ma die for my respect, now tell me what you die for
Bitches up there when I catch you, boy you better have that iron
And nigga when I see you it's gon' be a homicide, nigga
Yeah it's gon' be a homicide
Pussy nigga when I catch you it's gon' be a homicide
Yeah, it's gon' be a homicide
Pussy nigga when I catch you it's gon' be a homicide
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