[Hook]
How many ^!$$%z, wanna ride tonight
$#&@ with me, it'll be a homicide tonight

I'ma make me a mother$#&@er, slide tonight
And put a swelling on his pimping, ride out tonight


[Z-Ro]
Back in 1994, I use to hustle all the time
Instead of a woman, Ro had making money on his mind

Now it's 2000 and 3, and ain't a thang changed
I'm still fishing for feddy, bringing to make brains hang
^!$$% this Rap-A-Lot Mafia, for life my ^!$$%

$#&@ over us, and you'll be looking for your life my ^!$$%
I garuntee, that you will lose it
(cause I'm a mother$#&@ing fool with my hand tool, and I'm not afraid to use it)

Cause everyday, a ^!$$% be busting for fun
When I be clutching my guns, bullets get stuck in they lungs
Who that talking down on the compound, what they smoking on

Mo City inner-circle, will leave a (*##$ with broken bones
United together, forever
As long as Little J give me the go-ahead, I'ma brandish my Baretta

So one mo' kill one mo' murder, one mo' homicide
Challenge my authority, and I'ma show you how to ride


[Hook]

[Z-Ro]

Mo City mother$#&@er, run and hide
I got 17 in the clip, plus I got one inside
The chamber leaving no remainders, I display myself

And put my mask on up in my glass house, like a receiver on my cash route
Until I'm paid, living in the ghetto is hard
So I take what I need, and seek forgiveness of the Lord

Can I get a blessing, ^!$$%z is stressing me out
But when I open fire, seem like they be helping me out
And not a nan-nother one of these fellas, be still bumping

Clear the parking lot, ain't nobody left but I'm still dumping
(automatic twin (*##$es, out the window
Cause I be tripping on that cousin, and that endo)

In a world of my own my ^!$$%, I'm a G in these streets
And if you looking for me (*##$, I'ma be in these streets
It ain't no hiding from the shadow of death, it's do or die

Go to war with a killa, and I'ma show you how to ride

[Hook]


[Z-Ro]
I'ma show you mother$#&@ers, how to ride

Let a mother$#&@er disrespect me, I'ma show a mother$#&@er how to slide
(hoping some of that, cause I will lose it
Got a firearm, and I'm able to use it)

Shoot first, and never ask questions later on
This life I'm living, one day you here the next day you gone
Become a memory $#&@ing with me, plus I'm thugging to the finish line

$#&@ what they going through, they gon give me mine
A ton and a half, of leave me alone
Coming at me your members too nervous, to come see me alone

Where the real ^!$$%z at, where the real ^!$$%z at
Cause these coward mother$#&@ers, got me watching my back
And everytime, I woop a ^!$$%'s $$#

I gotta watch out for the reprocussion, don't be a victim when a (*##$ ^!$$% blast
I'm on my P's and Q's, at all times
Come and see me mother$#&@er, I'ma show you how to ride


[Hook]


[talking]
How many ^!$$%z wanna ride tonight, $#&@ing with Z-Ro
It's fa sho, to be a homicide tonight

I be damned, if I let a mother$#&@er get out of line with me
And I don't pull his co-tail, $#&@ around and slap the %#@! out a mother$#&@er
(*##$ you better back-back, give me fifty

Mo' than fifty feet though, (*##$ you better give me fifty mo'$#&@ing kilometers
Give me fifty miles mo'$#&@er, you don't wanna be around me man
When my face frown up, cause your (*##$ $$#'ll be face up from the ground up

Feel me R.I.P., rest in peace hoe $$# ^!$$%z