featuring Hot Boys
[Talking] B.G.
I don't play
Shit real nigga
This cut throat gotta play it raw
Verse:1 Lil' Turk
Gettin' killed aint no thang in the N.O.
Some people live some people get smoked
Life trap get crossed up by them dog hoes
Like shit get masked out over dog hoes
Really doe
Bullet holes be so big
Innocent bystanders get hit even little kids
Niggas be lookin' like they at a shootin' range
Don't give a fuck who they hittin' they just do they thang
Bullets be coastin' like birds in a flock
Hit yo block
With camouflage nigga gone get got
A hundred shots flippin' you can get away
Gettin' chopped losin' they life by the A.K.
Everyday niggas at war niggas dyin'
Thats yo ass if you don't have it on yo waste line
Kickin' N.O.playin' by no rules realah
Like B.G. whatever you do its all on you realah
Verse:2 Juvenile
It musta been meant for me ta be rich
Only my dead niggas could of live to see this
I appreciate what the lord gave to me
But I don't appreciate is how these niggas be hatin' me
What is it is it the car is it the jewels
Is it the shoes
Or do you want to see what a nigga gone do
I know a nigga plottin' up ta jack me
Or nab me
Thats why when I ride on my lap be
The strap piece
Don't try ta jam one tha oneway dawg
Look cuz you aint gettin' away without no gunplay fall
You gone be in a hospital a.k.a. we never close
In a morge with a tag on yo toe
Believe this fuck with me I aint gone let it go
I'm a preach this up until the moment i'm on momo
I follow my first rhyme cuz at no secon
