Let it bang, you ain't makin' it alive
Heavy bullets lift a snake and bring that pussy to the sky
Bitch, stop speakin' on my name, this that seven figure life
This that choppa do a dance, that fire workin' like July

Hope my players never die
Yeah, yeah, uh, wit' the mob like I got ties
In yo' fuckin' city, bitch, I bang that 40-fuckin'-five
Yeah, yeah, uh, in my bag like I got fries

Wide body wit' two Pateks that can't tell the fuckin' time
Yeah, bitch, you need to face it
Hunnid thousand on me lookin' like I run the bank
Hard decidin' whips to choose, might choose to pop the fuckin' drank

Sippin' dirty mud and smokin' thrax, I puff it to the face
I ain't trippin' over problems (problems), paper go and solve 'em (solve 'em)
Death is steady callin' constant, I can hear 'em knockin' (knockin')
Ridin' til I'm fallin' (fallin'), I get high until gone (yeah)

I'm a noggin' knocker, leave yo' pussy ass at home
Bitch, I'm ridin' with that chrome
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Choppa with extensions that'll make ya body missin', uh

(D-dirty game, d-d-d-dirty game) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Presidential livin' lookin' like I ran for senate, uh
Quit the politicin', uh, I need my commission
Chrome or Prada, Beamer or the Audi, it is my decision, uh

Live before I die, I might die before I'm livin'
Smokin' dope, I light the tree, it's like a forest fire hittin'
Let it bang, you ain't makin' it alive
Heavy bullets lift a snake and bring that pussy to the sky

Bitch, stop speakin' on my name, this that seven figure life
This that choppa do a dance, that fire workin' like July
Hope my players never die
Hope my players never

Ho-hope my players never die
Hope my players never
Hope my players never die