Tuesday night, I was laid up in the bed      Tired as hell, I'm hearing voices in my head      Heard some knocks, grabbed my tone, ran to the doe (door)      Screamed, "Who is it?", but i ain't hear that shit no mo'      Cocked my nine   I went to peekin' out the blinds      Thought it was fine      But at a unexpected time      The doe (door) flew in, I got a two-story home      Seen 'em comin' wit they face masks on      Bust the choppers, down the stairs, they hit the cut      Two of them got away, but the other two got stuck      Hit 'em again      One in the neck, one in the chin      Then called the Law and said I did they ass in            Hook:      OK, you wanna play      You say you know where I stay?      Well, come today      Bring yo bad ass on, I'm waitin on ya      I got a K wit a motherfuckin' shank on it      You bitch you      OK, you wanna play      You say you know where I stay?      Well, come today      Bring yo bad ass on, I'm waitin on ya      I got a K wit a motherfuckin' shank on it      You bitch you            Say whodie, you won't believe what happened to me      A nigga all in my spot, and he askin' for me      See I wouldn't at the spot, but my broad was there      When she hit me on the phone, it's niggas in there      They knocked me off for a bird and my platinum chain      Them niggas from round there, they just doin' they thang      I respect the game      But they got to respect it, I aint no hoe ass nigga      I'm gone take car my business      Next day, broad-daylight, rode the track      The first nigga looked suspicious had to get in the back            (Talking)            Bitch, we ain't straight no mo'      Hoe we used to have fun, we don't play no mo'      Them niggas that you run wit, they kicked in my doe      So I'm gone shoot you in yo face if you don't cough up that dope, bitch            Hook            This situation is a cold thang      I got to explain      Cause nigga this a cold game      I was keeping my pounds at a spot in Raleigh      But I was moving them thangs, like they was hot tamales      Well, hot tamales, I played the cards I was dealt      Because I knew befo' long that they'll hang they self      I ain't no fool      Nigga that's why I play it cool      I know the shit you will and won't try to do      But what you came in wit, that's what you left wit (AHH HAA)      Because I'm three steps ahead, it's like you brainless      I been fuckin' wit money, I been having birds      I disassociated my self from bad nerves      Cause once you under pressure, you'll bust trick      And you the type of nigga that I can't trust bitch      And the nigga that went, you just a send-out      I tried to kill yo hoe ass, but you went out, the window, bitch             Hook