Oh, don't even look at me wrong   When I come through the hood   Ain't nothin' changed, still holla at my homies   Oh, and when I hit the block, I still will kill      And I don't want, nigga, but I will   If I got to kill   If niggas get to fuckin' around   If niggas get to fuckin' around      Respect come from admiration and fear   You can admire me if you can catch one in your wig   You see the Testarossa, the toaster's right on my lap   So if a nigga get out of line, a nigga get clapped      I got an arsenal, a infantry, I'm built for this mentally   That's why I'm the general, I do what they pretend to do   Front on me now, nigga, I'll be the end of you   Forget ya enemies and think of what'cha friends'll do      I drop a bag off, then let a mag off   The Heckler & Koch'll tear half of your ass off   I'm not for the games, I'm not for all the playin'   The hollow tips rain when I unleash the pain      Get the message from the lions or get the message from the nine   Paint a picture wit' words, you can see when I shine   Put my back on the wall, nigga, watch me go for mine   I let twenty-one shots off at the same time, yeah      Oh, don't even look at me wrong   When I come through the hood   Ain't nothin' changed, still holla at my homies   Oh, and when I hit the block, I still will kill      And I don't want, nigga, but I will   If I got to kill   If niggas get to fuckin' around   If niggas get to fuckin' around      Where I'm from death is always in the air homie   Nanna love me so you know she say my prayers for me   I come creepin' through the hood wearin' Teflon   Hit the corners motherfuckers get left on      Niggas know, if not, they better check my background   Try and stick me, I fill ya back wit' mac rounds   Ask 'Preme nigga, 50 don't back down   I keep it funky like fiends in a crack house      Cross the line, boy, I'mma air your ass out   Screw ya face at me, I wan' know what that's 'bout   Nigga, I know you ain't mad, I done came up   And if you are, fuck you 'cause I ain't change up      The O.G.'s wanna talk but I don't know these niggas   And I ain't did no business wit' ?em, I don't owe these niggas   A minute of my time, I get it 'cause I grind   All across the globe like the world's mine, yeah      Oh, don't even look at me wrong   When I come through the hood   Ain't nothin' changed, still holla at my homies   Oh, and when I hit the block, I still will kill      And I don't want, nigga, but I will   If I got to kill   If niggas get to fuckin' around   If niggas get to fuckin' around      Konvict   Now tell me have you ever looked up at an instance   And seen a mac aimin' at'cha head, mayne?   Before you know what life is flashin' and reminiscin?      Your body is drippin' and full of lead, mayne   I done been there, I done cocked that   It ain't never been a question, I'm 'bout that   Don't go there, you can cock that      And if you plan to fuck around then reroute that   You?ll never catch me ridin' around on these streets   Without a couple metal pieces under my feet   Fully automatic weapons and loaded wit' dumb-d's      Stashed up under the carpet like a can of Seabreeze   50 don't make me ride on these niggas   'Cause I will kill, dip and hide on these niggas   50 don't make me ride on these niggas   'Cause I'll be long gone like the Ripper      So don't even look at me wrong   When I come through the hood   Ain't nothin' changed, still holla at my homies   Oh, and when I hit the block, I still will kill      And I don't want, nigga, but I will   If I got to kill   If niggas get to fuckin' around   If niggas get to fuckin' around