Yo Big Mann what's happenin

Just out here chillin dawg

S**t n***a what you chillin what you thinkin about

N***a I'm out here reminiscin lookin around n***a

Reminiscin on what

Bout how s**t done changed dawg

All these n***az dead we grew up with bro baby Daniel

D**n bro this s**t daily constantly happenin

So what we next or what

N***a we tryin to come up and raise them little ones

Well let's find a way out this s**t

Well let's do dat there

N***az dat want to space age hustle

Catch that rocket to the f**kin moon

That be yo final ship b***h cause yo a*s is doomed

Ain't no comin back livin in the d**e game

Cause once you die n***a you slangin rocks then that's yo name

On the wall when they run up

I got killas coming trough with bubble ups to pick up double ups

And put him in that muthaf**kin long black hearse

I mean once you gone n***a you layin in the dirt

Ain't no love in New Orleans

All the way to Richmond California

N***az livin for ghetto dreams

And the ghetto get so crazy

I seen a little bitty baby suckin on daisies

Caught two to the chest one to the head

5 n***az walked behind him dressed in red

With ski masks but n***az thought it was a clown show

Witches in the St Bernard projects downed a h*e

And it's sad cause n***az claimin 3rd Ward

9th Ward and n***az claimin 10th Ward

All my homies be dyin Down South

Run around talkin s**t killas with gold in they mouth

But I'm a soldier a rolla give me ten

I'd rather die than go to the f**kin pen

My partna Bos looked to my eyes and said n***a

Is it time for change n***az ain't livin in this d**e game

So we jumped into this rap game

And laid it down to all my killas

That tried to teach my n***a the game

Cause once you gone ain't no comin back

Talked to Randall and T Dove

They say P the streets ain't all that

I mean the Calliope projects done change

Right from Roges Tablet you find the f**kin police man

And n***az still servin bubble ups

Big Mo in the projects rappin and n***asz tryin to come up

And with this new wave d**e game

I mean this rap game n***az tryin to get out to make some change

But Down South my homies dyin n***az fryin

But stories we ain't buyin

repeat 2X

Who

2Pac gone but what rapper

Gon be next

To take that final ride

I hope it ain't me who

Get cashed like a bad check

Slammin cadillac doors

Black hearses when they should be 6 0's

I often wonder wonder if there's a heaven or a hell

Rest in peace to my n***az that died

Too bad when they died they couldn't come back and tell

If they really is another side I seen his mother cry

I just wanna know where he went when my cousin died

That last step then it's yo debt yo last breath

Then it's the moment you fear

Just think by the day over one of us ain't gon be here

Used to ride with a bunch of n***az now he's ridin solo

He's dressed up in a suit when he used to wear Polos

I wonder if there's a heaven for a gangsta a killa and a shoota

I wish some n***a gunned John Gotti had went in the chamber

Moms say my days are numbered cause I live wrong

Even Scarface made a song gangstas really don't live long

I'm tryin to live to a rock candy painted cadillac like Outkast say

Ride on them thangs like Mack 10 from back side to side like U G K

Convertible Lexus like Eightball MJG

500 like my brother Master P I'm a shock the world if I see 23

Maybe not today but tomorrow off into the funeral parlor

Take pause to bury my boy as we roll up to the grave yard

Who gon be next to take that final ride

I done seen mo crime than a crime lord

Sometimes I sit back and think I seen more death than God

Just last week a n***a got shot up and burned

But me I take heed to s**t like that and I learned

How can I not end up like that n***a

What the f**k I got to do not to get banged up by that trigga

Cause in the projects ain't no love

N***az will split yo wig cause they gon on d**gs

Her oin

I hope you feel me cause I feel the pain of others

I feel for every n***a that got to go on without they brother

But like the game what goes around comes around

Next week that could be your muthaf**kin hearse ridin through that town

That could be yo mama cryin in that steeple

Better yet that could be you mornin the death of yo people

In the hood I'm known for peelin caps so I'm a cap peela

The police know me for sellin d**gs so I'm a d**g deala

I reverse the game cause ain't no love for a black man

13 years old my little cousin got juvenile life for takin a stand

It's a never endin game of death do or die

So if you kill be prepared for that final ride

2X

R I P 2Pac n***a Eazy E Segram Mr C

And my little brother Kevin

Miller and all ya'll TRU n***az and b***hes

That done died out there on these streets

And took that final ride

Y'all n***az ain't forgotten

Cause TRU n***az live forever

TRU n***az like us

Ya heard me It's real n***a

We gon see ya'll fools in the crossroads