[Chorus-Wiz and Jungle]



Now when I pull out that thang

You know what I'ma do

You's a dead motha fucka

Or when I catch you wit no dough

Without ya whole crew

You be walkin through the whole hood naked, 12 Gauge behind your ear

Your mere mortal life I take it

And you know that, I Will



[Verse 1- Wiz]



All my niggas is rude

All my niggas'll shoot

Every thought with emotion

All the generals will will proof

That we get at this paper

Back smack these fools

Do whatever for the cheddar

Even clap that dude

I'm even yellin', ain't no tellin

What my niggas'll do

When we start movin' ill

That's when you know it ain't cool

It ain't safe man

This nigga watchin' my slang

That's when he wanted to hang

That's when he pledged to my gang

But we don't fuck wit no badges

Unless they takin' the blame

Of a 20 corpse masacare

And never sayin' my name

Blastin' ya

Never doin' a thang

I never heard nothin, seen nothin

Anyway

My Braveheart (?) will wet you

Hit you forget you

Throw the cops off

That nigga Wiz is a boss

I don't respect you

Hit 'em up with AK's 

Bet you never come back

When I get you, nigga



[Chorus]



Now when I pull out that thang

You know what I'ma do

You's a dead motha fucka

Or when I catch you wit no dough

Without ya whole crew

You be walkin through the whole hood naked, 12 Gauge behind your ear

Your mere mortal life I take it

And you know that, I Will



[Verse 2-Jungle]



Anywhere you see me standin'

I make it like my block

Ya wanna call the cops

Cause my fo-five blocked

I put you in the hospital

Picture me poppin' you

Standin' over top of you

Survival's impossible

A miracle 

My bullets be tearin' you

Blood out ya bullet wounds

Ya condition be critical

I'm invisible

Bangin' wit my gang

My SK wit the scope

Hit you long range

And I know, 

You don't wanna die

I cant see it in ya eyes

That ya life is a lie

I'ma, mastermind

Always on the grind

From Alabama to Atlanta

Sellin' them pies

My homie's doin' time

Comin' home spittin' rhymes

I get a nigga a nine

And a handful of dimes

Henny no chaser

Roll a dutch, not paper

Lets get this money now

Nigga, never later



[Chorus]



Now when I pull out that thang

You know what I'ma do

You's a dead motha fucka

Or when I catch you wit no dough

Without ya whole crew

You be walkin through the whole hood naked, 12 Gauge behind your ear

Your mere mortal life I take it

And you know that, I Will



[Verse 3- Wiz and (Jungle)]



Now how we do wit snitch?

(They get the street death penalty)

(3 shots in tha head)

(Tha mutha fuckin remedy)

Nigga told on the whole family!

(Yeah son we gon get him)

(Bullets is gon hit him)

(I don't care who wit him)

So we jump in the V

(Now we lookin for his crib)

(Circle where he live)

(Yo, look! There it is)

Runnin' up the steps to the bitch

Who snitched on my partner

(Ay yo, yo, knock on the door son)

(Shot his father!)

Lettin off some low shots

Bullets barkin and sparkin

(We killin anybody)

(In the apartment)

On the getaway

(Gun's out joggin to the cars)

I think that nigga NaShawn

Popped a little too far

(Ay yo, Wiz) 

(There goes a witness!)

Jungle handle ya business, nigga

I'ma pull up wit the car wit the quickness

(Fuck a courtcase)

(I shot him in the face)

And if the cops come

None of these bullets goin to waste



[Chorus]



Now when I pull out that thang

You know what I'ma do

You's a dead motha fucka

Or when I catch you wit no dough

Without ya whole crew

You be walkin through the whole hood naked, 12 Gauge behind your ear

Your mere mortal life I take it

And you know that, I Will



[music fades til end]