Daz Dillinger - When Ya Least Expect It lyrics

[Verse 1] Motherf**er, cha-pow here I am let's get started off right With a gun or a fight, think you hard You a dog that don't bite, see I'm trained to k** Give a f** about you hoes, spill ya blood for thrills Grip ya body, naked shakin' we neck breakin' n***as in my hood be runnin' while them n***as salt shakin' Bone crush em' and rush em' and get out and then touch em' Doin' better than the Feds when they jackin' my box Watch out, surrounded by n***as that's plottin' and creepin' Lot of caps slippin' and jack me for my chips Nah, get the twelve gauge and load a gob Blowin' something in these n***as if they actin' calm n***as'll blast, yellin' out "f** y'all" While they mashin' steady blastin' Ain't just here for nothin' doin' right for right Cause it's right, sh** n***as gotta do to earn they stripes [Hook] Can't run, ya can't hide Gon' get cha' when ya least expect it Ya gon' diiiiiie, yeah, yeah Can't run, ya can't hide Gon' get cha' when ya least expect it Ya gon' diiiiiie [Verse 2] Took about the same looty to perform my duty Survey this thing to a n***a that knew me Little did I know he was settin' me up Wettin' me up and catch me up Barely escapin' heart beatin' fast mile racin' A shotty in hell, I thought I was dead But I'm alive and payback is a mother you f**er I'll be back carvin' Ruckers when the gauge start bustin' Penitentiary rap but we here and ain't sh** n***a dyin' quick and get ya throat split Comin' out do worse, I love to do work Retaliation, revenge make it hard to live Shoot-outs cop, when ya jackin' and robbin' and mobbin' Stabbin' on through the town, layin' em' down I'm a war street veteran, never say I better than anybody That n***a Daz and Young Gotti Blast em' with the shot after fleein' the scene Cause money, power, and dreams make a hell of a scheme Grippin' nine to ya brain, put the set on shade Writin' big, bold letter that'll weigh ya sign [Hook] [Verse 3] My dreams and nightmares hard before I went to sleep So I stay awoke and co*ked with four five loaded Cautious on my toes at all times, on the grind Mindin' my own, dropped and smoke in the zone It's a shame how we do it, how we represent the game Blast and maintain for the money and the fame You know the steelo, n***a we know We get down and dirty because we do low Keep it strong for so long, I couldn't go wrong But f**in' with some n***as knew some sh** would go wrong n***as comin' up short chop em' down with the chopper Givin' em' all tones and one hand sole n***a stop it, show me how you do it, how ya drop it Give my dogs a fat just to get it poppin' Got the dope and the scale and it ain't hard to tell Hard bound but come around where the dogs dwell When ya least expect it, you can die any second n***a stop check it and dwell on it and respect it [Hook] [Daz talkin] Yeah ain't no where to run and ain't no where to hide Ha ha (Don't die) so you might as well just go on and k** yourself (When ya least expect it, ya gon' die) ha ha ya know why (Die, die) n***a ha, ha (Ya can't run) yeah