Chorus: repeat 2X
 Represent  show niggaz the deal
 I'm packing my blue steel  keeping it real
 Cause niggaz were born to kill

 [Lil Fame]
 Here comes the Brownsville slugger  motherfucker
 I bust off shots at fools
 To avoid these obstacles
 I roll deep  me and my nigga Llama
 With about seven niggas thats up in the clip to bring the drama
 Homicide  take a ride in the hearse
 Enemies out to hit me, but I'ma see em first
 I'm ready, steady, and deadly but yet nervous
 Let my words a serve its purpose general moved him off the surface
 Gunshots let off! My instincts was to get him
 Make sure I hit him, then break North, shonuff!
 Holding down my fort, taking no shorts of no sorts
 My four five turn to a blowtorch
 It's still cocked! I tried to get away safe
 You that shit was out of shells I still stuck it in my waist
 Then my dirt, YEAH, Get murked, YEAH, murder was the case
 That it hit heart beating like a nigga on base
 I found a spot, chilled, parleyed for a second
 Fixed my weapon, then headed back to my section
 Now I'm back home smoking and drinking I'm bent now
 I meditate on flash backs of how it went down
 It's kill or be killed, thats a true fact
 There aint no telling when these niggaz are coming to bust open your back
 It's ill, it's real, but still I feel
 It's provoke murder nigga I'm born to kill

 Chorus - 4x

 [Billy Danze]
 Yo, it's the case of the state
 Versus the great one seven one eight
 Gun slinger from Brownsville
 Where niggaz were born to kill

 [LaShonda]
 Yo, some chick think she saw you jump up out the jeep
 You said you was across the street laying with the heat

 [Billy Danze]
 What? That bitch lying
 Heres a cocksucker I never heard of
 I aint doing time for no mother fucking murder
 When Mr. Gonzalez stretched in the mud
 I was home with the dog dome taking down whats up
 Therefore I'm innocent!

 [LaShonda]
 Mad shells were split

 [Billy Danze]
 They ain't mine
 I do damage with an imp, you found shells from a nine
 This shit is crazy
 Would you please contact Lazy
 Tell him I need an attorney
 To ride with me on this mother fucking journey
 Now ten months later after being indicted
 Third off of fifteen are clickin shit so fuck it I'ma fight it
 Me and the TRU boy lay back after D.A. spoke
 Cross examination, first thing jumped up and broke no joke
 Stepped over the judges crown
 Stepped on the D.A.s ground
 Looked at the snitch with a frown
 Went to the jury and got down
 Seventy-two hours later Creeping on some playing no more shit
 Toting the same glock Mr. Gonzalez got knocked off wit
 As I...

 Chorus - 4x