Lyrics

It goes one for the money homie, two for the show We tore the roof off this m****, now it's time to blow Like we don't need no water, don't bother, we let it burn We keep the fire just a little bit hotter that way you'll learn Respect I earn! Started with the clique that I hang Respect I earn! Ever since I got in this game Respect I earn! Never wanting fortune or fame I'd rather have these South Dago Streets knowing my name Chiggy check - Microphone check Chiggy check - Microphone check Lights Out! Game Over! If you wanna you can check my stats Lights Out! Game Over! Make way 'cause the kings is back We bang boogie through your system subliminal We lyrical murdering like we criminals Life or death medical decision We so dope out the lab that you'll need a prescription The 'hood is listening so for you that I wrote this Keep it underground! Sticking to the streets like the homeless With the dopeness, recognize the real P.O.D 'Cause we triple O, O triple, triple OG Chiggy check - Microphone check Chiggy check - Microphone check Lights Out! Game Over! If you wanna you can check my stats Lights Out! Game Over! Make way 'cause the kings is back Lights Out! Game Over! If you really think you got it like that Lights Out! Game Over! Word on the streets is the boys is back Lights Out! Game Over! Make way 'cause the kings is back Lights Out! Game Over! If you really think you got it like that Lights Out! Game Over! Word on the streets is the boys is back Lights Out! Game Over! Worldwide only paying respects Lights Out! Microphone check Lights Out! Microphone check Make way 'cause the kings is back Lights Out!