Hey friends you need to be trying to go get my call man Gunshots rain from a drop top tray Hit my little partner in his chest and there he lay I never held a hand of a dead man never And took a tragic death to bring the family together So now we have to get the motherfucker and his friends Cause niggas in my family are all about revenge It's all about respect, retaliation on the villain The minute I spot the nigga close your eyes cause i'ma kill him Nobody said a word everybody grab their strap And headed for the property to peel these niggas caps We roll 4 an hour before we caught up with the bitch Turning down my music I started cocking up my shit Hydraulics fully juiced so my shit was riding hot Peeped along the side and laid the shot through the driver's side Swerving to the left, I figured he was hurt Put my shit is neutral drop my draulics in the dirt Creeped back around in the dirt riding forward Let my partners out so they can get up with his dogs Making sure that everybody's heads roll with this Before we charge the pistol we rock them clean of all the fingerprints Niggas think the rap game changed my name it's still the same And the fact remains motherfucker I'm still that nigga I'm still that nigga Nigga I'm still that nigga I heard somebody pull a jack at Mickey D's Fucked him out his paper, fucked him out his 2 keys School motherfucker set him up for the jack Out of 36 ounces, he may have got a quarter back Risking his fucking life let along getting time The going time for dimes they offer niggas close to 99 Might as well accept it, stuck nigga you stuck Nigga seem to make a habit outta getting people fucked I just can't understand it, niggas getting took for Every fucking quarter that they ever fucking worked for The bad moons are rising and everyone's upset He came up short on his hands and now his vexed He owes a bunch of money and niggas want their shit Ain't nothing left to do but go for broke in this bitch You're Tony Montana You don't give a fuck [?] Goes in his business and met up with the chrome trigger Holler at the motherfucker gravedigger bitch Cause I'm that nigga (Damn that shit smooth huh) Nigga (That's some of that, that's some of that that face beating down that block you know what I'm saying Hey yo shit sound like it's here) Nigga Click click bang bang lay it down you're dead Cause niggas were never able to take to the head It's hard to explain how it is when it's on But rule number 1 is get your shit and get it going Shooting up the enemy, making niggas hate ya Straight shot haters motherfuckers came to break ya Niggas I thought you knew I cut that ass up like a butcher And only have you seen me fires is where I put ya I used to pack a pistol, but Uzis do it better though 1993 [?] Fuck it if I fall then I fall with my head hot Living for my family once I see my partner toast died Let a nigga know that they be playing this shit for real And living in the 90s you either kill or either get killed Somebody said there ain't no love and I can see it So if there's gonna be war then bring it on because I'm heated These niggas fighting fire with fire so bring your hardhat AK-47 to your face now where your card at Hoes usually got em, it ain't no doubt just pull it out Better yet relax yourself motherfuckers cause I'ma blow it out After 1 or 2 reps your shit sounds tired bitch [?] and still kick in the fire shit 205 and I'm steady getting big You better ask somebody you stupid bitch Cause I'm that nigga (Hey, yeah) I'm that nigga (You ain't know? Mike D you ain't know?) Still that nigga