str8 to hell
Lot of niggas falling victim to the streets
Rest in peace
Tell my dawgs there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
My nigga, we the last ones left from the west
Represent
Okay, bet
I don't take no threats
Put him to the test
Uno, dos, tres
Chains on my neck
Say you with your dawgs
Let me see you tell em' fetch
I still got it on
Guess you bitches know what's best
Pull up then we wreck
First, we collect
You been due on debt
I'm just not impressed
I keep dropping the heat
Why you think them niggas pressed
Niggas took the style
Even took the fucking flow
Shit is getting out of line
I should send you boys a quote
I'm the greatest of all time
You is not that kind of goat
Every king just gotta die
Motherfucker you ain't know
Break his crown, burn the cloaks
Guillotine the head
All I see is red
Yeah nigga, dead
Six feet deep how we put this shit to bed
Pillage where you rest
I'm going crazy on all of you niggas today I ain't take my meds
Lot of niggas falling victim to the streets
Rest in peace
Tell my dawgs there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
My nigga, we the last ones left from the west
Represent
Ey, ey
Represent
Ey, ey
Represent
Ey, ey, ey
Rest in peace
Tell my dawgs there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
My nigga, we the last ones left from the west
Represent
Okay, bet
I don't take no threats
Put him to the test
Uno, dos, tres
Chains on my neck
Say you with your dawgs
Let me see you tell em' fetch
I still got it on
Guess you bitches know what's best
Pull up then we wreck
First, we collect
You been due on debt
I'm just not impressed
I keep dropping the heat
Why you think them niggas pressed
Niggas took the style
Even took the fucking flow
Shit is getting out of line
I should send you boys a quote
I'm the greatest of all time
You is not that kind of goat
Every king just gotta die
Motherfucker you ain't know
Break his crown, burn the cloaks
Guillotine the head
All I see is red
Yeah nigga, dead
Six feet deep how we put this shit to bed
Pillage where you rest
I'm going crazy on all of you niggas today I ain't take my meds
Lot of niggas falling victim to the streets
Rest in peace
Tell my dawgs there's a heaven for a G
Be a lie if I told you that I never thought of death
My nigga, we the last ones left from the west
Represent
Ey, ey
Represent
Ey, ey
Represent
Ey, ey, ey
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Writer(s): Lehlogonolo Mataboge
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