Yo, the Lord is my Shepard   The sword is my weapon   Reward is a blessin' that comes from the struggle   Shoes been scuffled, blood's been shed, another Mother loses a son      'Cause where I'm from, the young chooses a gun   Before they choose an education   But once dead their ain't no awakenin'   So like once said, life ain't for fakin'      Yo, you wit' me when I say duct tape 'em?   Fuck waitin'   Got the truck outside, Benz jeep for navigation   Everything in position, they'd rather be fuckin' wit' Satan      When I aim I ain't missin', master of assasination'   I heard he call himself Esco, drive a Lexo   Rocks his hat sideways, showin' off his waves with a chipped tooth   Is this the truth?      This is what we do, sip a brew   Wait around his crib until it turns around 2 AM   As soon as he walks in the door we slay 'em   You guys got fat while I was away, so start payin'      Okay, you wanna play rough?   A thug changes and love changes   A thug changes and love changes   A thug changes and love changes   Okay yo, we could play rough      Okay now, drive up to my crib, am I high enough?   Who these niggas tryin' to hide in their truck   I ain't order cable, why in the fuck these niggas   Ducked in their seat? Are they lookin' for me?      But I ain't do shit, could it be that niggas thought   I slept like B.I.G. and Pac did   May they rest in peace, but while I'm alive I pop shit   P-11 glock spits 17 shot clips      Put these niggas in boxes, where they Moms and Pops is   Pull the strap from under the seat   Back up in the street   Watch these niggas that's tryin' to watch me, I carefully creep      Take off my shoes, barefoot nigga poppin' my heat   Empty every shell in their direction, it's you, I should've guessed it   Same niggas that I was connected wit', I know sent you   Now I'ma take you off here, you don't know what you got into      Okay, you wanna play rough?   A thug changes and love changes   A thug changes and love changes   A thug changes and love changes   Okay yo, we could play rough      Walked in his house, smackin' him up, "What you talkin' about?"   He said, shut-up nigga, knocked him in his head with chrome   Never thought I'd be in his home   With his wife taped up for my niggas to bone      Fuckin' with me, you should've known   I'll have 'em write, "Stupid nigga", on your tombstone   What money can do, get you hit for less than a G   For threatenin' me      I'ma do it myself, take you to Hell, this one's for free   Killin' you niggas with nothin'   Left him dead, engine runnin'   You the only I'm makin' sure that gets what's comin'      Look at your woman, anal ripped out, it's your fault   They gang banged your bitch out in your face and you saw it   But before I let you have it I'm searchin' your crib   For pictures of relatives, addresses to where they live      Shit like that, in case a nigga wanna strike back   I'll be right up in his ass to blow 'em out with the Mac   Niggas treat you like Fam, and you on it like that?   Now you gotta lay flat, gettin' eatin' by rats      Gettin' even's never wrong, it's only right to react   Eye for an eye, 'cause the sweetest part is payback   Somebody knockin', who dat? A cop man, let him in   And give that mothafucka one under the chin      Can't believe this nigga down with the Feds   The copped screamed out your government before he dropped dead   Don't explain, I put the pound on his head   Blew 'em before that I can't remember the last time I said   Okay, so we gonna play rough      Okay, you wanna play rough?   A thug changes and love changes   A thug changes and love changes   A thug changes and love changes   Okay yo, we could play rough