Yea gpg
Yea gunpowder guru
Yayo, fif what's good
Banks whattup
Yea

[Verse 1: Tony Yayo]
R.I.p to lodi mac
I pray to god I get them n***as back
I'm on that rich n***a shit I could kill about 5 of you
And when you die I build a mall on top of you
New york my roof fit
In that porsche panarama s armor kit
They say yay is a dead man walking
So when I die put a half of pound in my coffin

[Chorus: Louie Castro]
I'm a top notch gangsta you know where to find me
Deep in the streets yay know I'm out grinding
H boy shit drive by with a 100 clips
Blast me a chest nothin left but a hollow tip

[Verse 2: Tony Yayo]
They say lifes a bitch, then you die
So that sour got me on another high
And I promise you huey p I'd revenge his death
Squeeze the drum out the k till theses nothing left
I hit a n***a from a 100 yards you think he telling
I got his head on a scope like a watermelon
I wake up to big blunts and td jakes homies
And got them call of duty guns by the safe homie
Money made me a target that's what happened
The hip hop police they own manhatten
They locked wayne up, they locked p up
And every other day man they tryna lock me up
[Chorus]