Lyrics:

Shut up nigga
Shut the fuck up nigga
Here they come (2x)
Here they come nigga
Duck down nigga duck down

There they are

Shit, come on nigga come on
Nigga run for it nigga make

Freeze motherfucker!

Shit

I'm lil' ripsta, I'm

Leather face comin' to kill them at night

Die (3x)

So we buck them studio thugstas I'm

Willing and ready to ride

I pop pop droppin' them niggas with the glock gun
Nigga, you best start run, duckin' the shotgun
Leavin' 'em up off my block stunned
One eighty seven lesson and we done told 'ya
You fuckin' with Bone you better believe we livin' like soldiers
We lovin' that thugsta shit so nigga just throw your pumps in the air
Then you pump pump put one in a coppa like 'ya just don't care
You don't wanna fuck with you don't wanna buck with a realer nigga
Better check my manuscript
Drugdealer, killa, cabbage peeler
Thug with Lil' Ripsta number one with the gun come come get some
Senseless killa Fifth Dog and posse run get gone
Fuck with the Bone four niggas strong leave 'em alone til' it be on
Krayzie put on one in your dome
And nigga be thinkin' I'm wrong so go on
'Cause nigga the sawed-off ain't full of shit
Me lovin' to smoke tweed and me weed man
They givin' me what me need man when I light my blunt
Fold the niggas up in me hood so when we smoke smoke smoke
Get paid good so we gonna blaze good
So come to The Land where all the thugs be real
Them St. Claire niggas they ain't no joke
So catch a slug or chill nigga

Lie down with your hands behind your back

Naw bitch you lie your funky ass on the ground..now

This seemingly routine investigation
had become a horrible nightmare

Running with gats and bats
So nigga don't test rest or you get a peeled cap
Pap pap that pump better check that gun
For a nigga done get that skull cracked
Lil' Rip done rolled up
The bigger the nigga the quicker get showed up

Let's swerve to the birds set up a hold up
So many bodies me blowed up
Nuts bucks and guts nigga mistakin' them balls for dogs
All niggas'll get mauled no thing to pick up a pump
And people know 'ya and never hold ya especially when them rolls up

Bet I bringin' in them guns run a thug get low down
You don't wanna get nutted cause' nigga you gonna get bloody
Once you see the braids and skully
Cuttin' that throat when I'm rippin' up somethin' lovely
What is it in 'ya?
Deep in the dead when we get fried
POD when I comes to ride

Creep but you sleep and then fall in the night
Once inside forgettin' about remorse your curse will ride
Cry now when you're ready to lie down
When I'm weak in a mental state
Somebody gonna die now

Meanwhile swerve to the burbs

Man he just all of a sudden just jumped out of a window
I didn't know what was goin' on I'm just walkin' by
Just got a bottle of wine
I was just walkin' by
And all I seen was him jump when that lady yelled
And that was it - I don't know?

Well I saw his wife begging him
And she said 'don't jump' and he did

Did you know the guy?

He sure had a problem
That's all I could tell 'ya

All I seen was them put the lady in a police car
And take her I guess it was his wife