(Hook)
 To all my niggas that get high with me
 Are ya'll really down to die with me?
 Catch a bullet if it fly for me?
 Walk by or drive by with me?

 (Souljah Slim)
 I got niggas that committed that'd die for me
 Catch a bullet if that motherfucker fly for me
 You see only real niggas ride with me in the back
 In the front sippin' on Coniac
 I'm blowin big dubs
 Rest in peace to all the niggas that I ran wit'
 Feel like I'm the last man standing with my gun in hand
 Watching my back spooking like I'm on that coke again
 Knowing these niggas all in my face ain't my friends
 They backstabbers, moneygrabbers
 Trying to get what I got
 They want my jingles and my pops I think not
 I'm getting shot behind mines I thought I told you
 I'ma trained for combat soldier
 You gone respect Magnolia
 Only aiming for the piece above your shoulder
 And knock it off with the quickness
 I'm all about my business
 Murda one, Murda two
 If I gotta kill a whole clique I'll kill them motherfuckers too
 Nigga who that be's in the darkness
 It be me Souljah Slim aiming at his target
 Blam-Blam Bodyslam go the victim
 Check em partner we killed him
 That's how I lick em' a shot

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 (Trinity)
 Point ignorance, vigilance, it be's the prospect
 Trinity, cut-throater, Magnolia projects
 Flex, respects, that checks better recognize
 Don't come with that bullshit Trinity pull shit
 A hell upon us to smoke, get full shit
 Nigga let's do this
 For Souljah Slim G lock cock murder them
 Nigga put em' in the wind then
 I'ma hit your set and KaBoom it's sin then
 Nigga just sin then to the Pit of Less Prophet
 with hot shit we send them
  Gotta hit from hell, Thought I caught ya'
 Nigger Knockers finna chop us we bend them
 On the street that it's cut-throat
 Them niggas don't know that we lay
 Souljah Slim if you say so, rock-a-bye them bitches don't play hoe


 (Hook)

 (Mystikal)
 Up, Up, Up come fly with me
 Puff, Puff, Puff come get high with me
 Buck, Buck put em' up this is a robbery
 Come on nigga get in, I'ma drive just ride with me
 But when the shit go down nigga you better be ready to die with me
 I see past around the corner come on follow me
 I'm drillin' and killin' these bitches until they get tired of me
 Old fake dick-in-the-booty-ass niggas don't bother me
 Bitch I'm bout' to retire like I hit the lottery
 The man wrote it down like that so that's how it's gotta be
 I see through you bitches like cheap tint don't lie to me
 All in my face showing ivory

 (Hook