[Intro: Skit from an "Ice Man" interview]
It was a man and he was begging
And pleading, and praying, I guess
And he was "Please, God"n all over the place (hahaha)
So I told him he could have a half an hour
(yea) to pray to God
And if God could come down and change the circumstances
He'd have that time. (did he come?)
But God never showed up
And he never changed the circumstances...
[Hook: DJ Paul]
n***a better pray or ... get yo family sacked up
n***a better pray or never go broke
While yo b**h a** n***a on a come up
n***a better get it right or keep it right
'fore a n***a like me gonna (?)
I prolly hire one of the b**hes
To have you n***as laid up in the IC
[2x]
These n***as know that I do it
These n***as know that I do it
You b**hes know, you used to it
You b**hes know, you used to it
[Verse 1: Gangsta Boo]
Now I lay you down to sleep
I pray to lord yo soul he'll keep
Wake and bake when I awake
I gotta make alotta cake
f** around and get yo a** caught up in some sh**
IV connected to ya on a b**h
Don't nobody here a gangsta rapper chick
My hitters hit you up ... a** on (?)
Dope ... n***as on 'caine
I f** you up cause money ain't the thang
Real b**hes ain't got love for a trick
... let's hit a ...
You know I am ratchet
I will grab it if it's in my face
Robbing n***as old school
All my n***as got (?)
[Verse 2: DJ Paul]
I be bustin' on these hoes
n***as stay bustin' on these foes
Keep that nine milli 24/7 with me
Ain't trustin' none of these hoes
I presentin' you n***as with the truth
Cause I ain't got no reason that I lie
I'm a hated man if I wouldn't ride
With that iron or the nine I would probably die
I don't take no sh** from these b**h a** n***as
I'm takin' sh** from these b**h a** n***as
That watch and ring, gold chain
And that pill bag you rich a** n***a
Hire n***as from my hood
Go come up in my hood
Now gimme that bullet pull
I pull that full automatic on a trick
To get sh** now me and him good
[Hook: DJ Paul]
n***a better pray or ... get yo family sacked up
n***a better pray or never go broke
While yo b**h a** n***a on a come up
n***a better get it right or keep it right
'fore a n***a like me gonna (?)
I prolly hire one of the b**hes
To have you n***as laid up in the IC
[2x]
These n***as know that I do it
These n***as know that I do it
You b**hes know, you used to it
You b**hes know, you used to it
[Verse 3: Young Noble from "Outlawz"]
Outlawz, DJ Paul, all my riders convicts
Thirsty for some conflict
Rowdy like a moshpit
They got me on my Pac sh**
Strapped up, dogged out
I think I'm goin' crazy
My mind in a nuthouse
... I'm like Michael
Jordan, score run
Plenty game to the top no forfeit
With a raw motherf** start a war with
Respect me like I ...
Pull up on a motherf**er like (?)
When it comes to the grind gotta improvise
It's a matter of time before I give a smile
[Verse 4: Hussein Fatal from "Outlawz"]
Ain't nobody want that, they don't want that
(what?) that crucial conflict
k** 'em all up, two guns up
Peep boy here the gang ain't' beef for the nonsense
Soon as they ready let me know I'mma bang on 'em
Clip on ninety, I ain't even got the aim on
Always a hunnid, they never worried I'mma change on 'em
d**h should be worried if I start to say saint on 'em
Gotta get that kick back
Got the .44 sittin' in my draws on my sixpack
Always involved (?) law
Conflict of interest, I said it before
[Hook: DJ Paul]
n***a better pray or ... get yo family sacked up
n***a better pray or never go broke
While yo b**h a** n***a on a come up
n***a better get it right or keep it right
'fore a n***a like me gonna (?)
I prolly hire one of the b**hes
To have you n***as laid up in the IC
[2x]
These n***as know that I do it
These n***as know that I do it
You b**hes know, you used to it
You b**hes know, you used to it
[Skit from the movie "The Devil's Rejects"/Beat Change]
I want you to pray to you god
I want you to pray that he comes and saves you
Asap, asap, asap, asap...
[Verse 5: Koopsta Knicca]
b**hes think I'm bluffin'
Burn my bibles, f** it
Koopsta burn in hell
With yo white Jesus b**h, f** him
On my knees I never pray
b**h f** yo holy day
Satan I pray: take me away (Haa!)
Lights bringer, Lucifers singer
Almighty refer all demons came up
Nail me on the cross, that ain't sh**
Call my n***a Fatal, oh go get that b**h
[Verse 6: Crunchy Black]
I been doin' all this dirt
Puttin' in this work
Smilin' and shootin' hoe
This bullsh** gon' work
I be gettin' it how I live
You ain't in my field
Hustlin' so hard n***a
Stackin' up for real
n***a I would k**
Cut you up for real
In the trunk for real
Put you in a field
[Bridge: DJ Paul]
Then I f** all you n***as off
f** all you n***as off
Put my nine milli in yo motherf**ing mouth b**h
[Hook: DJ Paul]
n***a better pray or ... get yo family sacked up
n***a better pray or never go broke
While yo b**h a** n***a on a come up
n***a better get it right or keep it right
'fore a n***a like me gonna (?)
I prolly hire one of the b**hes
To have you n***as laid up in the IC
[2x]
These n***as know that I do it
These n***as know that I do it
You b**hes know, you used to it
You b**hes know, you used to it
[Outro: Young Noble]
If you fall about yo paper
Then you just like me
Like you shinin' on them s**ers
Then you just like me
If you saw it after Rock
Then you just like me
You don't give a motherf**
Then you just like me