Track 12

Everybody wanna play that tough guy
'Til them things come out and them shots fly
Say your last words homie and it's bye bye
You shouldn't have been playin' with me
Everybody wanna play that tough guy
'Til them things come out and them shots fly
Say your last words homie and it's bye bye
You shouldn't have been playin' with me

I ain't no killer but don't push me
Them very words said can resurrect
Pac straight from the dead
And it takes a young nigga like
Me to push the limit
No gimmick, this is real homie
I wake out of my sleep
Sweat drippin' off my face and cheek
I swear to God, death callin' for me
That's why I carry a heat
Roamin' these streets 'til they
Come and get me cause ninety percent of them
Are comin' with me
C4 your car doors and watch your
Shit blow in a jiffy
Quick, boom, explode when I empty
I'm on the edge so please
Don't tempt me to jump
I walk around with a pump
Just to scatter you punk's heads
Then go and get some head
By that woman you want
She does what I says, I says what I does
Crazy back then, yeah that's what I was
But now I'm psycho, mental nigga
Holdin' a grudge i put a hole in your mug
And let the blood leak out
Until it fill up a tub
Then put your son in it
This is no image, this is ether
Cocaine, reefer, alcohol mixed with it
They tried to label your boy as a menace
Put me in some records, along with Guinness
I just started, I ain't finished
Chest to your head
Until all you motherfuckers diminish

I hope y'all ready to ride
Cause it's do or die if not, stay inside
I hope you ready if not, be quiet
Cause when shots fly somebody will cry
I hope you ready i hope y'all ready to ride
Cause it's do or die if not, stay inside
I hope you ready if not, be quiet
Cause when shots fly somebody will cry
I hope you ready