I don't give a fuck, till I die, I'ma live it up   Hit 'em up, nigga what? What? Nigga what?   Better watch yo' ass 'fore I pull the choppers out the stash   And helicopter yo' ass, about a block and a half      'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz   Puff lye with my niggaz, till I'm high with my niggaz   Where you at, Prop?      Ai yo, it's off with his head   Let the bloodshed, 'cause all my thug sons'll bust lead   Yo, I rep like one of the best, my mac numbin' your flesh   They on tracks but they runnin' from death   Who fuckin' respect, yo dog, I'm the youngest to rep   Comin' correct, niggaz know I blow my gun in a sec      'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz   Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz   What the deal, Twin?      Yeah baby, ai yo, it's off with his head   Slap the shit out the devil and tear his horns off his head   Ai yo, it's almost over, few months we all gon' know Jehovah   Till then I'ma keep the steel in the shoulder holster   I ain't ready to die, bury me alive   But if my nigga got beef, we goin' together tonight      'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz   Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz   What you say, Twin?      Ai yo, it's off with his head   Left a body stiff and dead with the infrared   It's hard to survive, [Incomprehensible] armor hold this tribe   And takin' niggaz lives, so what, they tryin' take mine   What I'm supposed to do? Let shit slide like I was close to you   This murder I write, pushin' a hearse, let me chauffeur you      'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz   Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz   What the deal, son?      Ai yo, it's off with his head   Nigga, I was born in the fuckin' Dawn of the Dead   I always got my Dunn like I always got my gun   Fresh out the box, oiled and cocked, Glock 21   Once I have a gun to pop, I ain't gon' stop till I'm done   So either call the cops, or bust a shot, nigga, uh      'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz   Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz   Hold me down Pros'      Ai yo, it's off with his head   Put that nigga to sleep and make a coffin' his bed   I come from rough times where niggaz bust 9's and be like fuck rhymes   And puff dimes, slippin' on front lines and lust crimes   You better trust mines, I'm down for the 'cause   Gimme a round of applause and hear the sound of the 4's      'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz   Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz   What the deal, kid?      Ai yo, it's off with his head   Cock the lead redecorate the crib burgundy red   Ai yo, I never front, I want whatever nigga let's dump   Whoever want it gonna get lift with the pump   I mention I'm dumb, my trigger finger fittin' to jump   Got the whole left side of my face twitchin' and stuff      'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz   Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz   Take us home, Dunn      Ai yo, it's off with his head   He ain't really want it so he lost it instead   Picture me rollin like 'Pac in the drop   My style too hot to figure out   Oh Lord, please don't make me put this nigga out   My trigger shout through your area code   The scary explos', your click get, leary of foes      'Cause I'ma ride for my niggaz, die for my niggaz   Puff lye with my niggaz till I'm high with my niggaz   Now it's on Twin, now it's on Twin   Yeah, now it's on Twin      Terror Squad, Big Pun, The Don, Armageddeon   Prospect, Triple Seis, Cuban Link, Terror Squad