can you guys hear me out there?
Y 'all hear me out there?
Send your boys to come get me
They say most of my homies
But most of my homies can't
With a homie, I expect nothing less
But check again, I'm above the rest
We can talk drive -bys, talk about hearses
Talk about the backseat of my Impala
And say I get mine, ask your carnala
True homies get props, the rest gunshots
Send your boys to come get me
It ain't the first time, it's the same song
Send your boys to come get me
Compare the lifestyles of me and you
and I'm all about keeping it new
earned respect from the streets
Put the needle to the flesh, tat it back
Soldier ain't go real, soldier with stripes
In the land of three stripes
of broken dreams and glass pipes
Earned my right to enter booths
and put it down on the mic
Had to let the violence fly,
I know you wanna see me die
I can see it in your eyes,
So sly, slick and wicked cause I'm
Fuck em all, I stand tall,
Hit my name up on the wall,
Fuck the law, dropping em down the leaves
Send your boys to come get me
It ain't the first time, it's the same song
Send your boys to come get me
It ain't the first time, it's the same song
heard some jealous weenies hatin'
Shakin' my hand with all respect,
but tell me why must you be fakin'?
Motherfuckers ready to blast,
Showin' ya lingers how we do it,
Backstabbin', it's kinda hurtin',
remove the knife or else it's curtains
Tell me, would you end your life
Came in the gate with no respect,
went in your hood and I got you
I'm movin' a problem from the world
Fuck your sin and smokin'
Yeah, I'll tell your wife and children,
better think twice about your path
While I blast up while you last,
takin' your door with no remorse
Cause I'm getting the last laugh
Never a problem, cause I solve it
Pick up a strap, yes I revolve it
Doing them 10 -fives in your chest
It's your game, I'll let you call
Still riding, I'm still colliding
All my goals, I keep on striving
I won't stop until I made it
Even then, I keep on thriving
Send your boys to come get me
Send your boys to come get me