Hahaha…
Yeah I’m back on the motherf*ckin warpath
How the f*ck can you snitch on yourself you
Dumb n*gga?
Mumblin ass motherf*cker…
We gon get ya…
Best believe we gon get ya…

Can you feel your time runnin out n*gga?
I can hear ya breathin believin that they wont notice whats been coming out your mouth
I’m a world wide mob figga
So I got thugs in every prison ready to pull a shank or just slug n*ggas
Dont get it twisted keefe, youre just a b*tch to me
Snitchin on yourself while I’m here making history
If it aint cancer then my n*ggas gon get ya
Slice you up you fat f*ck – you’ll be feelin the rapture
Why you shakin' n*gga? Cause I be breakin n*ggas?
Long after my death aint no way you can erase me n*gga
Still got pistol packing troops with nuttin to loose
Strategizin moves to turn red whats blue
Best believe they are coming for you, creepin in the dark
We are panthers – aint no f*ckin weakness in our hearts
So mount up n*ggas, its one mo battle in this fight
To make 'em pay for every day that they enjoyed life
Take 'em down

Grab your glocks when you see these punks
No need for cops, keefe d’s a chump
You shot me but you punks can not finish
Cause my spirit is vivid you can not kill it
N*gga we take 'em down

Grab your glocks when you see these punks
Bust some shots when you see these punks
You shot me but you punks can not finish
Cause my spirit is vivid you can not kill it
N*gga we take 'em down

I seen you screamin out the window with the key to the city
Strung out on poppers – your skinny ass must really miss biggie
And times change nowadays half these rappers are gay
But you's a fag n*gga, suckin d*ck was always your fortay, puffy
You feel safe through the money you made
By f*ckin over your friends and f*ckin your friends, snakes
Gonna get what they deserve two slugs to the head
And that's gon' be the last time your ass is leakin on your bed n*gga…
I’m a threat – even in death
N*ggas who gave up on life still believe in the west
You know I raised these thugs to be strong
While you f*ggots was hidin in the closet playing my songs
First 2 bomb on a warpath not your average dealer
Westside, outlaw, (still) bad boy killer
Let my n*ggas complete the mission and clean up
No witness left behind to tell the tale when we bust
Take 'em down

Grab your glocks when you see these punks
No need for cops, keefe d’s a chump
You shot me but you punks can not finish
Cause my spirit is vivid you can not kill it
N*gga we take 'em down

Grab your glocks when you see these punks
Bust some shots when you see these punks
You shot me but you punks can not finish
Cause my spirit is vivid you can not kill it
Get ready for war

I let them n*ggas know its on for life
Even though I’m gone, what I spawned has been born to fight (thug life)
I was first to bomb so let me finish
Diminish what they have build, they wanna dirty up my image
I’m in it to f*ck 'em up, so diddy go buckle up
You aint shit but the number one f*ggot to suck a cock, n*gga
They bent the truth so hard
That it came back f*ckin them like it was planned from the start
Talkin shit, it was a setup and n*gga you know it
Aint no gun in my ride so where the f*ck did I throw it?
Better own up to the dirt that you did
Cause a motherf*cker on life might just bury your kids
The cancer has taken the best of you
But believe that my n*ggas will gladly take out the rest of you
We bomb first, bomb last – let me break it down
They ain't save no mo', my thugs let us take 'em down

I done told ya niggas the last time
I ain't never gonna leave till these b*tches get what they deserve
We’re still rollin like its 96
Aint no trick that can touch us
You see these niggas running when I bust slugs
Hahaha
We bad boy killers, keefe d killers
Still bustin on gay ass puffy
It’s been decades but I said it before
Don’t make enemies with me
Shout out to all my thugs who keep the legacy alive
Bomb1st, the nation, dopfunk
And we’re still ballin
I’m out… f*ck 'em…