How many niggaz, ride tonight with me, it'll be a homicide tonight I'ma make me a motherfucker, tonight And put a swelling on his pimping, out tonight
Back in 1994, I use to hustle all the Instead of a woman, Ro had money on his mind Now it's 2000 and 3, and ain't a thang I'm fishing for feddy, bringing to make brains hang Nigga this Mafia, for life my nigga over us, and you'll be looking for your life my nigga I garuntee, that you lose it (cause I'm a motherfucking fool my hand tool, and I'm not afraid to use it) everyday, a nigga be busting for fun When I be clutching my guns, bullets get in they lungs Who that talking down on the compound, what smoking on Mo inner-circle, will leave a bitch with broken bones United together, As long as Little J give me the go-ahead, I'ma my Baretta So one mo' one mo' murder, one mo' homicide Challenge my authority, and show you how to ride
Mo motherfucker, run and hide I got 17 in the clip, I got one inside The chamber leaving no remainders, I display And put my mask on up in my glass house, a receiver on my cash route Until I'm paid, living in the ghetto is So I take what I need, and forgiveness of the Lord Can I get a blessing, is stressing me out But when I open fire, seem like they be me out And not a nan-nother one of fellas, be still bumping Clear the parking lot, ain't nobody left but I'm still (automatic twin bitches, out the I be tripping on that cousin, and that endo) In a of my own my nigga, I'm a G in these streets And if you for me bitch, I'ma be in these streets It ain't no from the shadow of death, it's do or die Go to war with a killa, and I'ma show you how to
I'ma show you motherfuckers, how to Let a motherfucker disrespect me, show a motherfucker how to slide (hoping some of that, cause I will it Got a firearm, and I'm to use it) Shoot first, and never ask later on This life I'm living, one day you the next day you gone a memory fucking with me, plus I'm thugging to the finish line Fuck what they going through, gon give me mine A ton and a half, of me alone Coming at me your members too nervous, to see me alone Where the niggaz at, where the real niggaz at Cause coward motherfuckers, got me watching my back And everytime, I a nigga's ass I gotta watch out for the reprocussion, don't be a victim a bitch nigga blast I'm on my P's and Q's, at all and see me motherfucker, I'ma show you how to ride
(*talking*) How many wanna ride tonight, fucking with Z-Ro It's fa sho, to be a homicide I be damned, if I let a get out of line with me And I don't pull his co-tail, fuck around and slap the out a motherfucker you better back-back, give me fifty Mo' than fifty feet though, bitch you better give me fifty mo'fucking Give me fifty miles mo'fucker, you don't be around me man When my frown up, cause your bitch ass'll be face up from the ground up Feel me R.I.P., rest in hoe ass niggaz