Wit X.O., Henn, and Remi, Rolex on my wrist
Why you smiling for? These niggas playing games on the street
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die ride or you die
This ain't no fairy tale, you fuckin' with Cel
And watch me smoke them hoes like the last hit of indo, and fo' sho
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die
Bitch I'll have you die wit doc
Seamin' shoes, lady singing the blues, them sad ballads
Then the 4-5 from my hip and spit, the incredible medical or hard core
Where we lock our million dollar doors, survival in hell, packing heat
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
Fuckin' wit me, me will ended up, having his family eraseded
Send me one of them mangie ass niggas
I smash and blast, nigga, when I'm provoked with a doe of platinum coke
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die ride or you die
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die ride or you die
Hit 'em up and buck and leave them struck when I'm tipsy
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die ride or you die
And chop they ass up wit fully-auto's
Don't flag I just sag and carry a mag and get off in the snitches asses
Bow down when real niggas bail through yo hood
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die ride or you die
Flash on us unless you end up sleeping wit the fish
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
And make the world feel us, hit 'em wit rounds [unverified]
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
I be a G from the G.B.C. that's why I mug niggas
Eye for an eye, ride or you die
Hit the scenes wit machines if you want my team
Fuck the hard hats end locs, pass the fo fo
It ain't no in between seventeen through your temple
Wit 150 round drum ride for this shit
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
Funk season, whatever the reason, I'm dealing wit drama
That's where they meet the heat, they sweep they ass up off of they feet
Hundred dollar bill's crisp, I pull the blunt from my lip
Won't leave the house unless I'm strapped up
The deadliest medacine gas ever set off in a war, westcoast's the spot
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die ride or you die
One hand on the steel, trying to break a nigga for skrill
Creeping up on me and I got one hand on the wheel
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
And I'm ridin' wit sharp shootin' skills
Benz, Beamers, to Lamborginis and chase my strip down
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die ride or you die
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die ride or you die
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die ride or you die
But won't be caught up in a twist
Niggas is dumping on me when I got my zapper
You better respect game
Ain't no love for the true thugs that die for this shit
When your crossing the realest niggas to spit this killa shit on the mic
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die ride or you die
Face it, no charges leaving the body behind until
I ain't no actor bitch, my life is worser than the movies
I might get backed up in the traffic
So I kick the door to eliminate the whole situation
Eye for an eye, ride or you die
For real though, from steel toes to my uzi pushin' Impala S.S's
Surrounded them by [unverified] of family members cryin'
You a bitch but still ride or die, screaming out the block
[Unverified] of hollows then we follow niggas to they spine
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
Step on your street and draw my heat and then I plug niggas
Runnin' home, cryin' to Mama
Niggas get at cha and run back at them but let them bullets fly
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die ride or you die
Fried chicken, collad greens, and potato salads
Ducking from them, I'm just a thug nigga
I holds down a fort
He got the Mac One-O and moved nice on the piggies
Eye for an eye, you ride or you die ride or you die
