Intro/Chorus:



The Last Thing That I Saw Was When He Cried



Shot Him In The Face And Walked Away Before He Died



(repeat 4X)



Verse One:



I'm Pacin The Flo' With The Fo' Pound



Visualizin Graphics While He Talkin Givin Me The Low Down



My Nigga Went Away In Ninety Three And Died Instantly



Now I'ma Show The Nigga You Kilt And What He Meant To Me



I Put His Photos In My Fo' Do'



I Know Where The Nigga Be Kickin It At



Me At Him Poppin It At The Same Hoe



My Conversation Be On Royalties



She Loyal To Me, And I'ma Get Her To Kill The Nigga For Me



Uhh, It Seems His Life Is In My Hands



And I Don't Plan To Let It Slip Through The Way You Kilt Him



I'ma Kill You



Despite The Fact That I've Been Shot Before



As Long As I Get This Bitch-ass Nigga I Don't Mind, Dyin, So



Take The Lock Off The Pound Like A Pro



Grab An Extra Clip Make Sure I Don't Come Short



Pull Up And Mad Dog His Whole Crib



Hocus Pocus Motherfucker I'm In Your Face With This Hot Steel



The Thrill To Kill Is Unbearable



I Told The Bitch To Close Her Eyes



Send Up The Roots Give Something Terrible



The Ultimate Payback Is Revenge



TNT And Cement Shoes, Plus The Way He Went Was Cool!



Seventeen Shots, Top Hip-hop



Fuck, The World, Cause The World Fuckin You



That's How We Serves On This Late Night



Pump Pump Chump Chump Rump Pump Fools Stay Tight



Chorus



Verse Two:



Now Who The Fuck I Suppose To Follow?



Is It Them Honkies In The White House



Or That Nigga Drinkin Out That Forty Bottle?



Either Way It Goes, I'm Eager To Bloodshed



I'm Catchin One Plus One Equals Two To The Forehead



Career Was Callin Alcohol Was Chemically Made To Wrap Us



So When I Swab, The Neigh