It's the return of the real n***a wit real sh**
And when the smoke dies down its still a n***a left to deal wit
This mutha f**er standin one deep solo
Exercising parts of the game Bo don't know
I bring it to a mutha f**er full throttle
And any mutha f**er want pain I brought the full bottle
Now take you two of these and call me in the morning
Three times point blank range wit no warning
n***a I'm straight k**a slash for sure drama
And every mutha f**er involved gon' face trauma
Punk I ain't no mutha f**a rappin a song
You bust your caps when you rap
But I bust back at your dome b**h
And this is always all day k**a
And b**hes who be stressin me out I get rid of
I'm still a guerilla in these goddamn streets
Walkin up on mutha f**ers and leavin 'em sleep
Hook:
(Cause if you gonna ride then we can ride)
But 99.9 of the times you gon' die
(Die mutha f**er die mutha f**er die)
Mutha f**ers crowdin my space they gon' die
I can't believe you hoes is playin wit this
But since you mutha f**ers want drama I'm bringing the sh**
I got my dime down co*ked and shined
Just a homie from the hood
Had the paper still about the grind
What you thought this was n***a some studio gimmick
A mutha f**er talking that sh** but couldn't spend it-sh**
I come around this mutha f**er bending bees
And dare one of you hoes to come and f** wit me
I'm real with it I'll warn you mutha f**ers again
That if you step to me wit ho sh** I'm turning you in
Shocked-and shot wit five holes in your memory
And when you headed for hell you gon' remember me
The one MC who told you n***as once
And after that he gave no warning he straight dumped- punk
I got my mind all made up to go off
When b**hes start to threaten my life I go off
Take a walk on the wild side
And all the coloreds go whoop whoop
When I come down in my coupe
And mutha f**ers hatin me come give it a try
But 99.9 of the times you gon' die
Wit no warning
Dealing wit the k**er wit the strap out
No warning -then
All of a sudden homie blacks out
With no warning
And now your dealing with your outer body energy
All the pain you left in your life you still feel it
Everybody living must have thought it would change
But living fast and dying young's a part of the game
How can one spit the game so tough
Turned around and emptied his thang with no warning