Yo, yo, wakin' up about ten kid
Jumpin' in the shower, peace about to make
(Moves and slide like greese)
What? I'm all about tecs and checks and nuff respect you front
I'm slammin' you like the lex
So now I'm out in the ninety-five
Rockin' that real n***a don't die
Guess down
(Drawers kani)
But yo I'm makin' a pit stop
Go and buy a box of glocks, til he rolled up and yo
(What up hobbes?, yo, remember that kid that we vicked
He made a half of mil for real, he brought about fo' bricks)
Yo, so now we connect doors, meet me at the airport
Tell golden arms maintain the fort
(get in touch with that west coast cali crab you stabbed, and meet me at the b**h lab)
So word up kid, we slid like a fat four to twelve bid and sh**
(couldn't even rest, I need the vic)
And when I slept, I dream g's, son I need some (keys won't sell, call up son)
I heard pook and tyriq caught a beef over some real sh**
(a fake n***a faked and they k**ed his click)
Gimme a minute and I'm with it (yo n***as done did it) rock your vest
(keep your whip tinted, so now we see him up in bojangles
Stranglin' a forty ounce, with ten g's worth of gold bangles)
Diamonds, what, all up in his face
(with his man's mace, medallions the size of dinner plates
Yo, he knew we knew him so we blew him
Took thirty g's worth of j**els of that n***a)
Do him! (so now I'm lampin' in my man's land)
Streets is hot like sand (jesus rollin' in my right hand)
Yup, you know the steezo black, got to go down like that (shallah)
Cigars (and ball hats)
Ninety-four, takin' n***as to war, yo, yo
What do you believe in? heaven or hell?
You don't believe in heaven cause we're livin' in hell
You don't believe in heaven cause we're livin' in hell
So it's your life
(What a chamber, f**in' with mad strangers
Yeah, you know how it runs baby, straight up yo
Money clothes, designer hoes and shows y'all
That's how it goes whatever)
What do you believe in? heaven or hell?
You don't believe in heaven cause we're livin' in hell
(31st chamber y'all) so it's your life