How many niggaz, wanna ride Fuck with me, it'll be a homicide I'ma make me a motherfucker, tonight And put a swelling on his pimping, ride out
Back in 1994, I use to all the time Instead of a woman, Ro had making money on his Now it's 2000 and 3, and ain't a changed I'm still for feddy, bringing to make brains hang Nigga this Rap-A-Lot Mafia, for life my Fuck us, and you'll be looking for your life my nigga I garuntee, that you will it (cause I'm a motherfucking fool with my tool, and I'm not afraid to use it) Cause everyday, a nigga be for fun I be clutching my guns, bullets get stuck in they lungs Who that talking down on the compound, what smoking on Mo City inner-circle, will leave a bitch with broken 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 I'ma 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 house, like a receiver on my cash route Until I'm paid, living in the is hard So I take I need, and seek forgiveness of the Lord Can I get a blessing, is stressing me out But when I open fire, seem they be helping me out And not a nan-nother one of these fellas, be still Clear the parking lot, ain't nobody left but I'm still (automatic twin bitches, out the Cause I be on that cousin, and that endo) In a world of my own my nigga, I'm a G in streets And if you looking for me bitch, I'ma be in these It ain't no hiding the shadow of death, it's do or die Go to war with a killa, and show you how to ride
I'ma show you motherfuckers, how to Let a motherfucker me, I'ma show a motherfucker how to slide (hoping some of that, I will lose it Got a firearm, and I'm to use it) Shoot first, and ask questions later on life I'm living, one day you here the next day you gone Become a memory fucking with me, I'm thugging to the finish line Fuck they going through, they gon give me mine A ton and a half, of me alone Coming at me members too nervous, to come see me alone Where the real at, where the real niggaz at Cause coward motherfuckers, got me watching my back And everytime, I woop a ass I watch out for the reprocussion, don't be a victim when a bitch nigga blast I'm on my P's and Q's, at all Come and see me motherfucker, I'ma you how to ride
(*talking*) How many niggaz wanna tonight, fucking with Z-Ro It's fa sho, to be a homicide I be damned, if I let a motherfucker get out of line me And I don't pull his co-tail, fuck and slap the shit out a motherfucker Bitch you better back-back, me fifty Mo' than fifty feet though, bitch you give me fifty mo'fucking kilometers Give me miles mo'fucker, you don't wanna be around me man When my face up, cause your bitch ass'll be face up from the ground up Feel me R.I.P., rest in peace hoe ass