I just asked God why he called for Troup When it's time to ride, if you love 'em, nigga, prove it

That shit might be wet, but I can't die about no bitch, ten toes

I might pop up with your bitch, later on I'll send her home I heard he heard I hit his bitch, so he don't like to hear my songs

When them demons slide, We come in disguise, We Identify, Homicide, We spend through yo block, Leave you traumatized

Niggas fake, think they plottin' on me, I'ma kill 'em all 2Pac, forgive me if my nigga play then I'ma kill my dawg

Mr. Pooh, that sticky dude, bitch I got juice in the drough