Livin' on phat pockets on flat wit tha gat
Rollin' around nine deuce Cadillac
Still got my homies to watch my back
And they'll smoke ya a** if ya wanna come chat
That's why some pigs an tha kids come sweatin' they follow
A hollow point shell's hard ta swallow
Why wallow when ya come ta roll on I put tha clip an dust
Bring ya a** on, kickin' dust on ya head as tha gat busts
My grip surrounded I'm about ta get rushed I brushed wit d**h
How many shells stuffed in my closet? When tha sh** goes down ya better be ready (when tha sh** goes down)
When tha sh** goes down ya better be ready (when tha sh** goes down)
When tha sh** goes down ya better be ready (when tha sh** goes down)
When tha sh** goes down ya better be ready (ya better be ready) I told tha boyz get tha sawed off glock and tha rest of tha gats
As I strapped on tha bullet-proof vest
Boom! I think I got one to tha chest
Hot damn I didn't want to k** a man sh**
I still stand tall with tha hill clan y'all better stand back
n***as bout ta fall I'm comin' out blastin' like Yosemite
Sam get tha cheese an tha bread for tha ham When tha sh** goes down ya better be ready (when tha sh** goes down)
When tha sh** goes down ya better be ready (when tha sh** goes down)
When tha sh** goes down ya better be ready (when tha sh** goes down)
When tha sh** goes down ya better be ready (ya better be ready)