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