How niggaz, wanna ride tonight Fuck with me, be a homicide tonight I'ma make me a motherfucker, tonight And put a on his pimping, ride out tonight
Back in 1994, I use to hustle all the Instead of a woman, Ro had money on his mind Now it's 2000 and 3, and ain't a thang I'm still fishing for feddy, bringing to make brains Nigga this Rap-A-Lot Mafia, for my nigga Fuck over us, and you'll be looking for your my nigga I garuntee, you will lose it (cause I'm a motherfucking fool my hand tool, and I'm not afraid to use it) Cause everyday, a be busting for fun When I be clutching my guns, bullets get in they lungs Who that down on the compound, what they smoking on Mo City inner-circle, will leave a bitch with bones 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 my authority, and I'ma show you how to ride
Mo City motherfucker, run and I got 17 in the clip, plus I got one The chamber leaving no remainders, I display And put my mask on up in my glass house, like a on my cash route Until I'm paid, in the ghetto is hard So I take what I need, and seek forgiveness of the Can I get a blessing, is stressing me out But when I fire, seem like they be helping me out And not a nan-nother one of these fellas, be bumping Clear the lot, ain't nobody left but I'm still dumping (automatic bitches, out the window Cause I be on that cousin, and that endo) In a of my own my nigga, I'm a G in these streets And if you looking for me bitch, be in these streets It ain't no hiding the shadow of death, it's do or die Go to war with a killa, and I'ma show you how to
I'ma show you motherfuckers, how to Let a motherfucker disrespect me, I'ma a motherfucker how to slide (hoping some of that, cause I lose it Got a firearm, and I'm to use it) Shoot first, and ask questions later on This life I'm living, one day you here the next day you a memory fucking with me, plus I'm thugging to the finish line Fuck what they going through, gon give me mine A ton and a half, of leave me Coming at me your members too nervous, to come see me Where the real at, where the real niggaz at Cause coward motherfuckers, got me watching my back And everytime, I a nigga's ass I gotta watch out for the reprocussion, don't be a victim when a bitch 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 ride 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 back-back, give me fifty Mo' than fifty though, bitch you better 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 hoe ass niggaz