[Hook]
As I pray to God, saying "in my gat I trust"
These tricks sayin' it ain't fair, lord, he's shittin' on us
Including you hatin' nonstop
I wanna smoke you like I wanna smoke them marks that killed Pac
As I pray to God, saying "in my gat I trust"
These tricks sayin' it ain't fair, lord, he's shittin' on us
Including you hatin' nonstop
I wanna smoke you like I wanna smoke them marks that killed Pac

[Verse 1]
Jealous ass n***as takin' real G's lives
If I ever see you snitch, mark, you gon' die
Less than nothin' ass dudes, robbin' real n***a
I swear to god, pussy bitch, I wanna kill ya
Your clique is like them jealous marks that took the life of 2Pac
And if I see you in my hood, nothin' marks, you gettin' shot
Coward mothafuckas took the life of my mentor
I couldn't even hoop with Pac, he could've seen my money soar
2Pac could've even been my best dawg
Now I wanna drop them like takin' cowards like the fall
And these robbin' ass pussys wanna take a n***a last
And take a n***a life if he ain't got no cash
Stupid fuck, he would've had his last dollar for you
But he just gave it to the homeless man on the corner
Now you just took the life of a good man
To put you in a ditch, punk bitch, is my plan
[Hook]
As I pray to God, saying "in my gat I trust"
These tricks sayin' it ain't fair, lord, he's shittin' on us
Including you hatin' nonstop
I wanna smoke you like I wanna smoke them marks that killed Pac
As I pray to God, saying "in my gat I trust"
These tricks sayin' it ain't fair, lord, he's shittin' on us
Including you hatin' nonstop
I wanna smoke you like I wanna smoke them marks that killed Pac

[Verse 2]
I wanna do your clique like I wanna do them marks
That robbed me in them apartments after dark
Pussy mark, give a countdown on my life
Started countin' down to zero, started from nine
Said before he get to zero, I better show some bread
Or he was gon' shoot me in the head
I'm a soldier so I said, whatever, just do chest shots
When he saw I wasn't scared of death, I just walked off
I kept G courage with that three-eight-o
Still pointed at my face
Pussy ass n***a hidin' behind a gun
Marks nearly lucky that I ain't have one
With me, 'cause mine was at the house
And all the thug G's know what I'm talkin' bout
If I ever see him or them punks that killed 2Pac
I promise they gon' sleep from my gunshots
[Hook]
As I pray to God, saying "in my gat I trust"
These tricks sayin' it ain't fair, lord, he's shittin' on us
Including you hatin' nonstop
I wanna smoke you like I wanna smoke them marks that killed Pac
As I pray to God, saying "in my gat I trust"
These tricks sayin' it ain't fair, lord, he's shittin' on us
Including you hatin' nonstop
I wanna smoke you like I wanna smoke them marks that killed Pac