[Chorus: Uzi]
I gotta ride wit my layin` close on on seat
That`s how I`m livin`, playin` tha game just like red meat
I don`t win, I don`t eat, I`m refusin` to sleep
Everyday I`m livin` life dodgin` death on tha street
[Reapeat]
[Uzi]
7 nights on a flight, dressed in black on black
Catch 2 days sleep nigga & I`m back on tha set
Treat ya body junkie boy, all I want is tha money
You can point, snort, smoke, speed, ball & feel lovely
Play it how it go I gotta get mine
Duck tha law at tha same time, stick & move, fuck jail time
Fuck petty hustlin`, move to big weight
Nothin` less tha 12-5, I`m grossin` 50 G`s everyday
Sound kinda sweet but I`m livin` uncomfortable
Cause my shadow spook me out, niggas plottin` on takin` me out
But I been puttin` in work, so nigga deal wit me
Make me paranoid, I`m uppin` them toys, my heat ridin` wit me
[Prime Suspects talkin`]
Seen 9-0 pussy ass niggas around this bitch jackin` `em,
Have they maw dressed in all black singin` a melody around this bitch
(What, fuck it, where them niggas at then) What`s happenin`
(Man fuck it, I ain`t seen `em no mo`, lets take a ride down tha rode)
Shit I gots some heat
[Glock]
Fuckin` well right I be spooked out
I ain`t trustin` on shit,
That`s how they find you all tha way stretched tha fuck out
Cause niggas always tryna get theyself repped out
Tryna come up on some clout,
Gotta slow `em down, get my name out cha mouth
I roll wit 2 junkie fields, chrome 357 steal
Throw away at will, if got murda murda kill
It gets real behind my meal ticket
It pays tha bills, I`m chasin` Jill
Evertime I show my grill in tha field
But I gotta support tha fam, can`t be weak
You not gonna take this from me
I`m hound out like Cujo
Look in my eye, tha result of hard times
Got me losin` my mind, fuck it, losin` my mind
[New-9]
I gotta ride wit my heat, smack dead on my front seat
Two 9 millimeters nigga & they sqaushin` all beefs
So I keep heaters on a day to day basis
Cause I`m a Prime Suspect nigga
That can`t get around for catchin` cases
So I hit Uzi & Glock on a home wit they`s heads up shot
Tha quarter shop hot, meat me around tha corner from tha block
Yall know how it go, if it don`t, then it`s rocks in tha cut nigga
Tha dicks, they come up,
You can tell `em cause they like what`s up nigga
Ironically, on tha hot spot, there goes Uzi & Glock in tha cut
Wit tha head stash, wit 2 macs, 2 pumps, & 2 choppers
We play tha game like red meat, & if we don`t win, we don`t eat
Put tha macs & pumps in tha trunk & tha choppers on tha back seat nigga
[Prime Suspects talkin`]
Respect a reall nigga (or get dealt wit nigga)
I`d rather be dead than po` nigga
(Just them pussy ass bitches bout playin` wit a nigga)
That`s how it be happenin` ( they definately respectin` a nigga now)
You know I gotta ride wit my muthafuckin` heat nigga
[Chorus]
