(feat. Spice 1, The Outlawz)



[Spice 1]

boss... [coughing]



[Chorus]

[Spice 1]

Now if I died in a hail of bullets

Would my niggaz go to war for me?

Straight Kua-Kua-Killa

I keep thinkin' and wonderin' what the game got in store for me 

(the game got in store for me)

A motherfuckin' G



Now if I died in a hail of bullets

Would my niggaz go to war for me?

Straight Kua-Kua-Killa

I keep thinkin' and wonderin' what the game got in store for me

A motherfuckin' G



[Spice 1]

Wake up in the mornin' cleanin' pistols

Put the brush in the barrel

I'm a killer to the bone

Murder laced in my metal

My eyes closed like Steve Foster

I got you in the square

Holla two slugs comin' at ya from every-where

Got more guts than them Chinese 

on top of them liquor stores in the riots

Some niggaz out there wanna spray up and conspire to keep my quiet

Dumpin' on site and leavin' they chests smokin' (chests smokin')

If the shit lookin' to syke big faulty, they die with eyes opened

How many niggaz can I kill on a track

Niggaz say that, catchin' these slugs from the mack 

(slugs from the mack)

Niggaz die every day

In the street to the bay

Where intent to the homicide is as pure as the yay

If I die in a hail of bullets, would my niggaz go to war for me 

(what you think)

I only fuck with killaz

Real niggaz, fastest fingaz

With oozies up on the realest

Double em up in digits

Real live grave diggaz



[Chorus]



[Storm of The Outlawz]

Playin' plot homicide

Somebody come tie the knot

Bulls Eye! Now we seein' eye to eye

Yes I would ride if I had to die, die for mines

Outlaw, copy can't fuckin' stop me with that thuggin' bloodline

Ain't got no piece of mind

Nothin' but finger we runs

Enemies, I'm a don, we lost memories, fuck em all in time

Up against the wall she blind, nigga how you gonna seek ya fine

Hit ya moms on the night ride for the next time with a timeline



[Verse 3]

[Napolean of The Outlawz]

Nigga I'm an Outlaw

To the day I'm ? and at the same time

And I'm side-smokin'

It's my chokin'

This nigga died with his eyes opened

We made him do it, We thug influenced

Pre-occupied with rhymin'

Eternal livin'

Bring pain to prison

Hope they feel it when we all up in em'

Turn his inside to his outside

Switch em up like Gemini's

Show em how the young ride

Introduce him to a homicide

Make his momma cry cause mom see

Tear up his shit when uncle ben's up in court

Let him have intercourse



[Chorus]



[Spice 1]

I ain't the motherfucka in jails, the next nigga's destination

But niggaz was all so pullin' it straight for different situations

If I was brought to this world to take this nigga out the game

Then so be it, 'It's murder!' my oozies goin' sang

Mother fucker, my swagger, known for having felonies

But wind up then we all dump a nigga

We bringin' em hell on these streets

Drummery beats ya there

Niggaz be getting caught up in the same old shit

Gettin set up by that same old bitch

Turnin' tricks with the ass and the perky lips

Ya know the hoe nipples was hua-hua-hollow tips

They wanted to kill me two times but the lord was with me

Since I can't seem to kill death, hope he won't let it get me

And if it do, and my enemies pull the trigga

I'm tellin my true partnaz right now, avenge me niggaz

Let them hoes have it, spread they ass with the fullies

Leave they ass on the street, mouth open and bloody



[Chorus x2]