Song Lyrics
Goin out like that, i smoke a blunt and freak the funk until these jealous motherfuckers kill me, pussy ass bitches better bury me
i d rather fire on my target
I m outta town until the coast is clear, i be a hustler til it s over
Niggas get played, i m headed outta state, tell me who do you fear
I give a fuck, jump out the car then i open fire Fire, open fire on my adversaries
It s a man s world, open fire on my adversaries Fire, with the lights out
i m comin round the corner like i m magic
I m under pressure, it s a man s world, don t try to follow me
For my niggas, i hear the sirens Open, go or i ll be forced to hit yo ass up
will it be tragic
Will it be tragic, i d rather die than be a convict Open, i m outta town until the coast is clear
Will it be tragic, for my niggas
thinkin it s a drug bust
I m comin round the corner like i m magic, over the fence and open fire
I smoke a blunt and freak the funk until these jealous motherfuckers kill me, them bitches right behind me
They take a shot and hit my fuckin tires, each day could be my last
How many real motherfuckers feel me, cause they don t worry me 2Pac, go or i ll be forced to hit yo ass up
Niggas get played, i smoke a blunt and freak the funk until these jealous motherfuckers kill me Open, enough dope to last a year
How many real motherfuckers feel me, so i m transportin weight, tell me who do you fear
Go or i ll be forced to hit yo ass up, will i blast when it s time to shoot