Let's go   Feds in the precinct lookin' at our picture   If rap don't work, we gonna get it like Guy Fisher   I was taught to ride with them niggas that'll die with ya   Headed OT? Then bring some pies with ya   Buy your man a lambo and tell him to fly with ya   Or throw the nigga jewels and tell him to shine with ya   I shine   You shine      Like smith n wesson you don't wanna feel the ghost   Or the kiss of death n'   Tubs still lift up   So do the sink now   Pablo escobar shit   Buyin' a clink now   Dead presidents shit   Robbin the Brinks now   100 shot tommy guns   Hell of a stink now      J A D A   'Cause the P will hollow the gun to holla at son   Muah, I'm that nigga ya'll know that   Do it Holiday Style   Double R is comin' for war, war      J A D A   'Cause the P will hollow the gun to holla at son   Muah, I'm that nigga ya'll know that   Do it Holiday Style   Double R is comin' for war, war      On the average day we smoke about a quarter   And everythings is bad for a nigga nowadays   So we drink a lot of water   Talk about you, "So rich"   Nigga you, "So bitch"   That your parents probably think they got a daughter   Yeah, we them boys that bring all the terror   We persevered through all the errors      Lay niggas down with all barettas   Everything in the bag, chains, watches   All your leathers   So you can act funny with yourselves   I'm in the hood with dope   Sacks is filled twenty after twelve   A sign of the times kitchen cook 38, 38 treys   That remind you of dimes      J A D A   'Cause the P will hollow the gun to holla at son   Muah, I'm that nigga ya'll know that   Do it Holiday Style   Double R is comin' for war, war      J A D A   'Cause the P will hollow the gun to holla at son   Muah, I'm that nigga ya'll know that   Do it Holiday Style   Double R is comin' for war, war      Hustlers, entreprenaurs   Anything to do with the hood   That's what we responsible for   Battin' you down   Knifin' you up   Stompin' your jaw   Bail a nigga out for stealin' something out on the tour   And they makin' technology to trya nd screw niggas      I'm good long as an old gun will kill a new nigga   Yall dudes with 9 lives got one life left   And controversy sells but it ain't like death   So pop him in the head 'til his brains start to fizz on him   I ain't sell my soul to the devil, I bought his from him   Waitin' on the day, they say Jesus is gonna come   So God bless yall niggas 'cuz I'm sneezing with my gun      Ah-choo   Bless you   You ain't D Block or Double R nigga   No doubt imma stretch you   Imma shoot back 10 feet   Imma catch you   Real brutal shit   Make sure I snap your neck too   S L R or the Aston Mar'   Lamborghini or the Porsche with the crashin' bars      Iced out   Or wear no ice at all   100 G's on the dice game   Life's a ball   Listen up, if you real get real estate   We the best in the game, that ain't a real debate   And they never had AK's peelin' face   'Cuz it's written in the starts for us to seal your fate   Time to skate      J A D A   'Cause the P will hollow the gun to holla at son   Muah, I'm that nigga ya'll know that   Do it Holiday Style   Double R is comin' for war, war      J A D A   'Cause the P will hollow the gun to holla at son   Muah, I'm that nigga ya'll know that   Do it Holiday Style   Double R is comin' for war, war