Yea gpg Yea gunpowder guru Yayo, fif what's good Banks whattup Yea [Verse 1: Tony Yayo] R.I.p to lodi mac I pray to god I get them niggaz back I'm on that rich nigga shit I could kill about 5 of you And when you die I build a mall on top of you New york my roof fit In that porsche panarama s armor kit They say yay is a dead man walking So when I die put a half of pound in my coffin [Chorus: Louie Castro] I'm a top notch gangsta you know where to find me Deep in the streets yay know I'm out grinding H boy shit drive by with a 100 clips Blast me a chest nothin left but a hollow tip [Verse 2: Tony Yayo] They say lifes a bitch, then you die So that sour got me on another high And I promise you huey p I'd revenge his death Squeeze the drum out the k till theses nothing left I hit a nigga from a 100 yards you think he telling I got his head on a scope like a watermelon I wake up to big blunts and td jakes homies And got them call of duty guns by the safe homie Money made me a target that's what happened The hip hop police they own manhatten They locked wayne up, they locked p up And every other day man they tryna lock me up [Chorus]