[Chorus]   Bomb First niggaz   You gotta hurt niggaz   Put in work niggaz   God made dirt niggaz   It don't hurt niggaz   Drama ain't certain niggaz   But death is   So you gotta go and get 'em!      Bomb first niggaz   You gotta hurt niggaz   Put in work niggaz   God made dirt niggaz   It don't hurt niggaz   Drama ain't certain niggaz   But Death is   So somebody gon' get it!      Nigga get in ya car, if he pissin you off   Get him, I don't wanna picture you pausin, cuz   With you from the peddle to the floor   From the shevel to the fo' fo' the devil only showed up for show   Turn this up, turn off your phone   And leave the "you wanna talk peace?" at home   Faces corps or face them in court   If you don't face 'em you gon' pay yo safety is short   I got a babe to work for the courts   I'ma license plate number away from the front of your porch   Or the side of your house, the product of a ride or die is about   I'm the opposite of a lot of mouth It's strange y'all repent   After saying my name I'm about to change it like Prince call me   The skit master, beef with the street trash   The leafs the trees, grass at ya pad, he's mastered   Squeeze faster, instead of beatin his ass   Just let 'em have it and you can be the last one standing      [Chorus]      At night or in broad day, drive by or sitting in the bushes all day   However you hunt (go get 'em!)   The K the AR, the Pump, the Hand Gun, get it however you want   Park in the front, get out, walk and then dump   Pull off slow leaving no tire marks in the front...go   The go-rilla, know he gon' leave footprints   So he gets his shoes the size a soul bigger   I learned niggaz will turn on you young   Just as the gun misses it hits shit, hence the term killa   Stop lights are not at night it's where you get chopped up   If you stop, nigga maybe the cops might   Surroad through and fast forward his life   Blow noodles on hi sdash board nigga no excuses   I seen plenty survive, weighing 185   In a land where the skinny niggaz die   You gotta      [Chorus]