Keep Your Shit The Hardest

What y'all want me to do

Keep your shit the hardest

It's about to go down

Niggaz is ready to start this war that's for sure

Nigga come and get it

Ride and die why

Cause my niggaz is wit it

I want Monopoly money but I ain't even half way there

Do a dirt and a nigga gotta take the backway there

What it is is the biz and its dirty

You'll get rich but life expectancy is about thirty

Take the business to the hallways, driving up for four days

On parole with warrants that'll send me back the raw way

If I get caught across Jersey state lines

Figure this 98 and I been runnin since 89

So that's like 9 years delinquent time

You speakin crime than you know

9 years you owe it's not 9 years you gonna go

No probation or parole more time doin nothin

They roam to yard writin rhymes an frontin

Carry niggaz greasy because I'm built like that

Burry niggaz easy cause they get kilt like that

If you ain't in it wit me than you in my way

But either or you will respect mine

And leave tech 9 and leave it for dude

The realest you gonna feel is when you face your death

Sorry I didn't know nigga don't even waste your breath

Coppin pleas not D why you flippin

Nigga know the only thing I'm really scared of is slippin

Letin a nigga catch you when I got my gaurd down

So I keep em up

Noddin of with one eye open

I can it freak but theres a time when i'm close 'em both

Lead poisonin i'm a get hit with an overdose

So I don't drug thing crud thangs

Think I don't know a slug stains, or blood blaze

Raw gun playin drama

Sadness to another niggaz momma

I'm a be the the one that puts you up inside the trauma

These are troublesome times

And the crime prevails

And the dark side keeps a niggaz ass in jail

Bada-boom-bada-bing some of this and some of that

Gotta boogie for a minute but you know i'm coming back

Try to show niggaz but I can only hope they see

You a little nigga fit right up in a 6 by 3

Layin' up like this

Lips sewn shut eyes closed

Niggas walk past the casket damn shorty nice pose

You was ballin nigga till your ass got balled out

Called out by some disrespectful ass niggas that go all out

I bet you thought it was real funny

Until it had to get cruddy

Me walkin off leavnin you with all this bloody

What he gonna do when it's all over for real

And the last thing you see is that steel

A blast of light that's what he seein' if you blast him right

Hit him in the face and hear that closed casket tight

Get it right it aint nothin but endin it to a nigga

Street sweeper like ahhhh!

Sendin it to a nigga

When you in the house you play by house

2 words you'll never here again are house lose

And that's house choose it aint gonna be that

Cause I can't see that

Ready to get in them niggaz ass real good so where the weed at

Believe that you aint going to see nothin to familiar

I would tell you what to do but than I'd have to kill you

And it ain't even worth it I ain't goin to build nothin

So I'm just gonna let you go be that same nigga

still frontin laughin and shit

Like you see somethin funny but you say sound good

let me see somethin money

For real

(Go nigga, go nigga, go nigga, go nigga nigga)