Set some fire to this



Then puff, puff, and hold it in



Take a head spin, life's a high and then you die



You might die peaceful, you might die tragic



My life's like magic, rock Bentleys through traffic



Before I see a casket I got to see some section on my weight



That there'd probably stress myself to death



With all the attempts to stay sane and get rich



It all depends on maintain and get chips



Like in Casinos in Vegas, I only interact with playas who ride major



I only move for the paper



It ain't hard, but it sure ain't easy



Gotta touch what ya see if ya like what ya lookin at



You can die askin other people 'what you lookin at?'



Touchin that make us get to bustin at ya



Now you where nothin's at, ain't no discussin that



Keep it on the quiet, all that jaw-jackin cause riots



More life loss, how much do a life cost?



You ain't got the dough for that, we ain't finna go for that



We livin too low for that, with nothin to lose



I ain't got nothin to lose, everything I touch'll come up



I'm waitin 'round now for little mama with her pistols for sell



Her baby daddy in jail



And these his gun sheets sell to me upstate



Right now doin eight for a federal



That's what they tellin me in the hood the other day



You find who's doin what, in the strangest way







(Chorus)



What, what is it, nigga, you ain't heard of us?



You ain't never ever heard the word murderer?



What is it, nigga, you ain't heard of us?



You ain't never ever heard the word murderer?



What is it, nigga, you ain't heard of us?



You ain't never ever heard the word murderer?



What is it, nigga, you ain't heard of us?



You ain't never ever heard the word murderer?







We heard that the word done got around pretty quick



'Cause on the eastside, man, it's been poppin and shit



I caught ya mouth runnin, that's black ??? on the beatin



That's Bad Azz rappin, that's the truth, yes on that one



But sometimes the word on the street can get you beat



And other times it get so deep the way a nigga need some heat



So outta yo' mouth please keep my name



So we can keep this on a level where the seat don't flame



To think and say to thought, is a blessing itself



And if you get begged to talk, that's a blessing for wealth



But your best bet is to know when to say what, why's that? 'Cause you can get



your people ???, aiiiight



When that happen people die unhappy



And what could be said and who can hear you when your dead



They talkin 'bout the words was once thoughts in ya head



You told 'em when you really should've sold 'em, now that's a fact



So quote the words if you caught it



And it's out my mouth, and you done heard you done bought it



Game, paid







(Chorus)







Money that keep us livin, the hungry people is dyin



This crooked road we walkin, the devil he keep us lyin



We fightin amongst each other, the sistas they turn on brothas



The kids could barely live without they fathers and they mothers



The hate, they keep us losin, no fate, it's so confusin



You wait, you be the victim of the pickin and the choosin



The cops, they wanna kill us, it's nobody there to help us



So please somebody get on the phone and call Jesus



We dyin out here for no reason, death's every season



Life's like an asthma attack



Barely breathin, you on point and get smoked like a joint



Please belive it, the devil's so deceivin



He'll have you at his magic show with all the tricks up his sleeve



And you believe him, he gone take your ass with him to a bad place



You gon' wanna be with us, cryin with a sad face







Money that keep us livin, the hungry people is dyin



This crooked road we walkin, the devil he keep us lyin



The kids could barely live without they fathers and they mothers



The hate, they keep us losin, no fate, it's so confusin



You wait, you be the victim of the pickin and the choosin



The cops, they wanna kill us, it's nobody there to help us



So please somebody get on the phone and call Jesus



We dyin out here for no reason, death's every season



Life's like an asthma attack



Barely breathin, you on point and get smoked like a joint



Please belive it, the devil's so deceivin



He'll have you at his magic show with all the tricks up his sleeve



And you believe him, he gone take your ass with him to a bad place



You gon' wanna be with us, cryin with a sad face