| Black people don't have no, no where to go | |
| You know, all we got to do is kick it | |
| We gonna kick it in our hood, you know | |
| What we gonna do? | |
| We might we go kill a couple of niggas, man | |
| You know, go in they hood and do a drive-by | |
| Then come back in the hood and laugh about that stuff | |
| You know, it's just a thing | |
| Only thing you really gonna get deep into it | |
| Is when one of your friend die | |
| Just like when my partnas died | |
| We got some problems | |
| How do you solve those? | |
| First we pray then we ride | |
| First we pray then we ride | |
| He was my brother, loved him like no other | |
| To top it off, | |
| I introduced him to this game | |
| I knew his mother, loved her like my mother | |
| A part of me is gone, 'bout take my brother home | |
| What're ya gonna do when the trials come | |
| Are ya gonna run? | |
| Are you gonna run? | |
| What're ya gonna do? | |
| First, I'm gonna pray | |
| Are ya gonna run? | |
| You muthafuckin' right | |
| First we pray then we ride | |
| First we pray then we ride | |
| I ain't got nuthin' but love for you locs and hogs | |
| And I ain't got nuthin' but love for my muthafuckin' dogs | |
| In the midst of the war zone, it's on, on site | |
| Daylight tonight, the heat held close and tight | |
| Beware, here | |
| I come with the | |
| DPG on my chest | |
| Heat gonna spit like | |
| Elliot Ness | |
| In the darkest zone, you feel alone and on your own | |
| And after | |
| I bust, niggas call me | |
| Kurupt Corleone | |
| All I'm about is money, loot and cash | |
| Homies in the | |
| DPG, Nate, | |
| Snoop and | |
| DazNow with these emotions, how you approach yourself | |
| Knowin' you all about your wealth and as it is to health | |
| First I pray, get my thoughts intact | |
| Ask for forgiveness 'cause | |
| I'm 'bout to lay this nigga flat | |
| Can you adapt, can you feel me? | |
| I doubt it' | |
| Cause the closest you see it is when niggas write about it | |
| I can't live without it and it ain't shit | |
| I could do | |
| But stay down with the homies in gray and blue | |
| So just keep the heat close in hand' | |
| Cause I done see niggas get shit while they homeboys ran | |
| Heavenly Father, shine | |
| Your light on me | |
| I know I promised to slow down on this weed | |
| Seems I remember someone used to say | |
| One life gets taken if you take one life away | |
| What're ya gonna do when the trials come | |
| Are ya gonna run? | |
| Are you gonna run? | |
| What're ya gonna do? | |
| First I'm gonna pray | |
| Are ya gonna run? | |
| You muthafuckin' right | |
| First we pray then we ride | |
| First we pray then we ride | |
| First we pray then we ride | |
| First we pray then we ride | |
| First we pray then we ride |