M.o.p. - Born 2 k** (Jazz Mix) lyrics

Chorus: repeat 2X Represent, show n***as the deal I'm packing my blue steel, keeping it real Cause n***as were born to k** [Lil Fame] Here comes the Brownsville slugger, motherf**er I bust off shots at fools To avoid these obstacles I roll deep, me and my n***a Llama With about seven n***as thats up in the clip to bring the drama Homicide, take a ride in the hearse Enemies out to hit me, but I'ma see em first I'm ready, steady, and deadly but yet nervous Let my words a serve its purpose general moved him off the surface Gunshots let off! My instincts was to get him Make sure I hit him, then break North, shonuff! Holding down my fort, taking no shorts of no sorts My four five turn to a blowtorch It's still co*ked! I tried to get away safe You that sh** was out of shells I still stuck it in my waist Then my dirt, YEAH, Get murked, YEAH, murder was the case That it hit heart beating like a n***a on base I found a spot, chilled, parlayed for a second Fixed my weapon, then headed back to my section Now I'm back home smoking and drinking I'm bent now I meditate on flash backs of how it went down It's k** or be k**ed, thats a true fact There ain't no telling when these n***as are coming to bust open your back It's ill, it's real, but still I feel It's provoke murder n***a I'm born to k** Chorus - 4x [Billy Danze] Yo, it's the case of the state Versus the great one seven one eight Gun slinger from Brownsville Where n***as were born to k** [LaShonda] Yo, some chick think she saw you jump up out the jeep You said you was across the street laying with the heat [Billy Danze] What? That b**h lying Heres a co*ks**er I never heard of I ain't doing time for no mother f**ing murder When Mr. Gonzalez stretched in the mud I was home with the dog dome taking down whats up Therefore I'm innocent! [LaShonda] Mad shells were split [Billy Danze] They ain't mine I do damage with an imp, you found shells from a nine This sh** is crazy Would you please contact Lazy Tell him I need an attorney To ride with me on this mother f**ing journey Now ten months later after being indicted Third off of fifteen are clickin sh** so f** it I'ma fight it Me and the TRU boy lay back after D.A. spoke Cross examination, first thing jumped up and broke no joke Stepped over the judges crown Stepped on the D.A.s ground Looked at the snitch with a frown Went to the jury and got down Seventy-two hours later Creeping on some playing no more sh** Toting the same Glock Mr. Gonzalez got knocked off wit As I... Chorus - 4x