Death Row's Signature

Niggas know how we comin'
Niggas know how I'm feelin'
Niggas know how we comin'
Yeah
Uh
Apostle in Apostle out
Let's go, yeah

Niggas knew I was the best
I been nice wit' it
Pac in the veins, the pen beamin'
I could slice wit' it
Rollin' through the dice wit' it
Wrote this shit in five minutes
Leave me in the front with all the queens
Ice Spice wit' it

Kings on the sideline watchin' how I spin it
Tryna find out how to make a thou in 20 minutes
The shit I spit is dumb, the shit is calm
That's how I'm feelin'
Denim jeans clean, pink skulls for the linen
Get up on the tour bus and score wit' us
Bring a couple gods
Ain't just me, a couple more of us
We gon' bring them dummy niggas out
To do the chores for us
Keep the blick stashed, brody packin'
It's a store wit' us

My niggas keep the clips for the sticks, uh
How we gon' cyph with ten niggas and a clip, uh
Niggas talkin' dumb shit, we gon' have to switch
Gears strong like a boom box
The birdies doin' tricks
Uh
Yeah

I'm flashy 'cause I'm passionate
I do this for my dad and dad's dad
That's the half of it
Tryna cop my moms a big crib
From this rappin' shit
Got some competition but my pen is too immaculate
I'm spazzin' and I'm crashin' through the opps
Shit easy
I had a couple bars about breezy and a TV
Niggas tryna come for the god
Tryna cause a lil' beef wit' me
But watch ya step 'cause niggas throw the beams for me
Two step
Back move
Shooting through the cleaneries
Jump out
Hit two
Flee the lil' scenery
Click back
Bad move
The gun jammed, a cheesy piece
Know a couple G's who love that life
That's the fiend to me
I bring it back 'cause I'm just sick
Shit a movie
I be drunk from the Henny to the Truly's
Cause it's new to me
It's been a couple months since I was deady off the
Taylor P
But now I'm mixing light and dark that shit was never fearing me
I'm ill
Smokin' big dope got me higher than a blimp
With the yellow tape costing two mil
Shit I'm still
Leanin' back, kicking shit wit' gang and 'em
Throwin' up the piece sign 'cause
We just tryna chill
And I'm real
Leave the fake niggas in the back box
Waiting for the day I sign a milli dollar deal
And the steel
Will turn your brains sideways
From Monday to Friday
And have you spending weekends on the bed still
Blue pill or red pill
Choose for your death wish
Niggas in the spot with twenty spliffs
Feeling reckless
I be getting cheddar cheese
Something like a pension
Rap heads the same as the shit I think I stepped in
Apostle in Apostle out
Let's get it
Apostle in apostle out, let's get it (niggas know how we coming man)
BK shit (apostle in apostle out)
Heights shit
Niggas know how we rocking