[Chorus]
God bless these cowards like atchoo
Leave a sucka dead if I have to
Pray to the lord tell him touch you
Leave your ass dead hater fuck you
This ain't no game better move slow
Play with fire then you gotta go
[Verse]
Little million young G in the CPT
West coast to the casket got the key to the street
Straight gangster life is what these hoes tryna see
In the hood we bring the wood like a dark oak tree
You cross him it's mayhem better pay what you owe
Asking for trouble get a one-way ticket home
But it's all good where we stand like we should
All night long in the hood where we bring the wood
[Pre-Chorus]
Heat seeker red creeper make the blood run deep
Coming through your speaker make your soul to weep
About six feet where the reaper likes to sleep
Nine millimeter sound will make your heart skip beat
[Chorus]
God bless these cowards like atchoo
Leave a sucka dead if I have to
Pray to the lord tell him touch you
Leave your ass dead hater fuck you
This ain't no game better move slow
Play with fire then you gotta go
[Verse]
Ain't nobody taking mine this ain't no play
Leave a sucka dead let the streets say my name
Let the word get around I'll lay a man down
If he think he better watch him kiss the ground
They can never compete with the G on the beat
Mountain water still bombing with the seeds I keep
Deuce double O six make the hatas bleed
Godfather gangster music is the life I lead
[Chorus]
God bless these cowards like atchoo
Leave a sucka dead if I have to
Pray to the lord tell him touch you
Leave your ass dead hater fuck you
This ain't no game better move slow
Play with fire then you gotta go
God bless these cowards like atchoo
Leave a sucka dead if I have to
Pray to the lord tell him touch you
Leave your ass dead hater fuck you
This ain't no game better move slow
Play with fire then you gotta go
[End]