I'm down for that day-time action Keep thinkin it's a game time in front of ya home Get the drop on that ass and shot shadder ya bones (yea) (Chorus-
should go home and see what that bitch bout I find out she like it how I like it, huh Back it up, get ya some, I know how to get ya sprung Tune ya up
keep it gangsta, have ya outlined in chalk I I get it, in the hood if ya ask about me theyll tell ya im bout my bread I I get it, round the world if ya
right next to ya shirt right next to ya bra that's right next to ya purse right next to the kingsize B-E-D you coulda stayed at ya crib to watch B.E.
the block With my thang cocked possibly sittin' on a drop now Cause I'm a rida (Yeah) I'm just a Soul Survivor (Yeah) Cause er'body know the game don
Temptations Sit back look back Came in the game Came right back (back) With no hesitation Put up yo money honey what ever ya got we won't lose Put up
my loyalty for Eazy E, even though I'm fed up 1997 hey, everybody grab ya weapon, its the art of war It don't stop, it won't stop until we drop, body
Trying to cop my click? Hell no! Real raw. Y'all niggas thought this was a game? Now it's time to make you feel the pain Wanna test my everyday thang?
tryin' to ruin me 'Quicker the copper The quicker my niggas'll pull up and drop ya We shot ya We shot ya Hey, my niggas boxed ya [Flesh] My nigga, we
right check much love Kept ah nigga on his toes in the game It's an everyday thang when you let ya nuts hang, Gotta make ya grandas each daily man Them
in the click is a no no. Gotta make that money man, Gimme all my change, it's a murder thang, now Even in the dummy game, niggas comin' up slain for
be the thang up offa this murda game? And I'm feelin' not a bit remorseful, My twelve guage just so forceful, So playa hate when I'm in ya town The nigga
crazy, number one nigga little Layzie Nigga don't wanna fight runnin' deadly thugsta soldiers, droppin' them thangs Bone done told ya. Testin' nuts, so a nigga gonna have to show ya
roll Rollin' wid Trues, nothing to lose Never the less ain't about that talking Screamin' out murda coming ta serve ya Nigga we told ya Bone be stalking
in rivers Remember, me killa now For money, me dig ya six feet in a ditch and get richer Cause bitch you were slippin' I'll cut ya, then rip ya, then buck ya
glock-glock, so I can serve me thugs and maintain. to the brain, and thugs remain to slang thangs Long live the dope game, and it won't end ya, as long
game ain't ready(Watch me If I'm lyin') These niggas ain't ready Cause these lyrics heated heavy (we the unified 5) [Krayzie Bone:] Ya'll niggas better
friends They hop out, and you hop in I look fly, and they jockin The way you drop, drop makes me wanna pop [2x] [Chorus] Is ya man (hey) on the flo? (