I'm just sittin in the crib thinkin 'bout the pay-off

My nigga called and he just got laid off

Now he wants another j-o-b

Where you make a 1000 a day and Uncle Sam don't see a penny, gee

He spent 21 months in the county

And on his head there's a muthafuckin bounty

Now he wants to be slick

Wants to pimp, sell dope and have bitches on his dick

Well, that's cool cause I'm that type

See I'm livin by the trigger, I'm a nigga but I'm game tight

Took him with my boys on a roll, gee

To see the corners that I run and the cops that work for me

A new nigga wanna jack

So I'm headin for his house to fuck him off and take my money back

Don't try to play me like a sucker

My name's E, muthafucka, not Tommy Tucker

Hah, then I roll around the block

Just to check on an old spot to see if it's still hot

A cop hits the block with his flashes

Just to scare a muthafucka and count how many dashes

Them niggas lookin at me sick, son

They wonder why a nigga didn't run

He's on my payroll

Me and my boys started laughin

At them niggas haulin ass and one looked like Action

Hoes lookin at me crazy

Knowin goddamn well a trick bitch can't fade me

Now my boy's lookin down and out

I wonder what the nigga's thinkin 'bout

He wants power, now he's rollin with another cat

A dope dealer turned smoker workin robbin where they sellin wax

Now he's all about the gank trade

The nigga's robbin and stealin, he's sayin fuck it cause he's gettin paid

Then he started thinkin bigger

Plannin on my downfall, but I figured he's a jealous nigga

Go ahead with your plot, son

And get shot in your muthafuckin face with a shotgun

Easy come easy go, another duck

He was a friend but not no kin, I don't give a fuck

Trick niggas I devour

And the course of his downfall, he wanted power





Rollin with my boys on a late night

Feelin kinda sick from this bitch that couldn't cook right

Stopped and got a forty so I can cool the head

Heard a couple of shots to my left, the nigga's dead

So I'm sayin damn, them niggas got me fucked up

Made it to my truck, so I guess they're outta luck, Chuck

Fired a couple of shots, then somebody shot back

So I guess it's on, so I started bustin ass, black

Cappin muthafuckas left to right, niggas dyin

At the bus stop was this old bitch cryin

Shot her in the throat cause the bitch tried to key me

Shoulda had her muthafuckin ass watchin TV

Jumped in my ride, down the block I started speedin

Left in my trail was a bunch of punks bleedin

Headed for the house where we meet when it's trouble

Beeped all my boys so they'd get there on the double

Now I'm thinkin Boss so I guess we're havin big fun

Now I'm talkin tall cause I think I got a big gun

While I'm layin out the plan I hear sirens

There used to be a grin on my face, now I ain't smilin

A nigga's got a rep that he gotta keep

So full steam ahead with the plan, gee

As fast as they shoot we'll shoot back

And we'll see how many cops we can take, black

See, it's all about survival of the strong

It doesn't matter if you're right or in the fuckin wrong

If you wanna be the man on the tower

You gotta activate your mind, then comes the power