Yeah, nigga   The smoke of New York   Get up, come on      There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you   Some say your soul may burn in the flame   So front if you want to, but niggaz who murk you   Come to your tombstone and piss in your grave      You a rider right, that ride tonight   Nigga you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight   Nigga cock the steal, this is kill or be killed   Nigga shit is real in the field      What's the procedures nigga   When you got a hammer in your mouth?   When you laid down and cry?   When you stand up and die?      Like the man that I am, fire   Yes, yes, give 'em the whole thang      I'm a legend in the town, now   Since your all gangstered up lets get the fuck down   Big Bill dancin' I'm reppin for buck town   Nigga see me dummin' I'm comin', clutchin' the pound      Don't worry about my whereabouts   We air um out, clear um out, yes yes   The pressure's on now, you need to get your hammers up   Th-th-that's what's up      You too tough nigga, you dun rap it up   Brownsville, cl-cl-clap it up   Fif put in the call   We ready to brawl with everyone of you or, yes yes      There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you   Some say your soul may burn in the flame   So front if you want to, but niggaz who murk you   Come to your tombstone and piss in your grave      You a rider right, that ride tonight   Nigga you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight   Nigga cock the steal, this is kill or be killed   Nigga shit is real in the field      You got these young niggaz hollerin' murderer   Copper chops on my block like, blaka blaka blaka   Niggaz don't give a fuck   I seen a nigga shoot my momz   Right in front of my mother fuckin' face      See in the 'ville, ain't such a thing as a straight bullet   When your index finger on the trigger and you pull it   Slugs ain't never outta season   All you gotta do is give a mother fucker one reason      Blood stains on the ceilin'   Same place he stood, that's what they leave 'em   Don't black it out, lets just squeezin' off with your gun   'Cuz you gon' get your punk ass robbed with the young   You know the drill      I'ma give your ass three seconds to bounce   And you better not chark   One, fuck that, dumb bitch, rest in bliss      There's nowhere to run to when death becomes you   Some say your soul may burn in the flame   So front if you want to, but niggaz who murk you   Come to your tombstone and piss in your grave      You a rider right, that ride tonight   Nigga you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight   Nigga cock the steal, this is kill or be killed   Nigga shit is real in the field