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