Lyrics

[Intro: [?]] Bomb first, bomb first This is Zeke, this is Zeke We got the raid for you cockroaches (Remix, man) [Verse 1: [?]] Allow me to introduce first, some niggas call me "the don" Spittin' spiritual lyrics like The Holy Qur'an I shoot my weapons at Five-O (Yeah) While in a high speed chase, I point my gat at they face and shoot five mo' Money makin' plans but I can't stand these hoes and niggas hatin' I swear to God they ain't real, man, these niggas fakin' Thinkin' I don't fight no mo' (Uh-huh) Since I went to [?] But they ain't lie, man, I'm boxin' with my fo-five Infrared between they eyes (Yea) You think they Indian, the hole from the fo-five so large [?] [?] and all (Woo) Look for trouble right behind me, my New Jers niggas down to die for me, nah mean I hit the scene, snatching bling bling, sell 'em they jewelry back (That's right) Throw bullet through the throwback before you can go to gat Don't get high, man, I'm focused like a new [?] (Yea) Money get low, I take it all and leave your shoes on, ([?]) y'all turn the news on (Uh-huh) They cry in the back 'cause [?] them [?] but I got [?] (Yeah) Sleepin' on floors while you was sleepin' on plush mattress Raised off rice while you was on [?] and cabbage A born leader, never leave my car without my heater (Uh-huh) Two 40 cals, I call 'em "scary nigga best eaters" I'll be a nigga 'til I'm gone, Thug Life runnin' through my veins so I'm strong (Uh-huh, uh-huh) Bye, bye, bye, you wanna die? let's ride Oh, scary-ass niggas won't look in my eyes I went from Bad Boy killa to anybody killa If you from the streets, my nigga, you gotta feel us Back-stabbin' niggas don't deserve to breathe, how many Muslims down to die for me? Yay-yay Any coast rida, lyrics that'll fry ya, you don't wanna bang with me I got my chrome 12 gauge with me I won't rest 'til my road-dogs free, bomb first [Chorus: [?]] We, bomb first when we ride Please, reconsider 'fore you die (Uh-huh) We ain't even come to kill nobody tonight But it's my life or your life, and I'ma bomb first We, bomb first when we ride Please, reconsider 'fore you die We ain't even come to fight tonight But it's my life or your life, and I'ma bomb first [Verse 2: Jim Jones] Let me introduce second, name is Jimmy the capo Bring me a glocko, bring me the [?] (He get pita roll) The most powerful team on the East ride with a team full of beasts Dipset mobbin' on [?] these streets (We hoggin') 2003 N.W.A, you ridin' with me, I clutch and spray Fuck it I'm brazy (Blaaat) Yeah I ride with the dogs, (Dogs) I ride for the cause, high off the raw With our eyes on the law, wit a pie and a dog (Yeah) Fo-five on the floor, I'm ridin' through hell, my eyes on the Lord (Pray for him) All liquored up, polluted with weed, all my soldiers all salutes to the G (Stay wit him) Yeah, stay strippin' the flame, get your money, hit the strip for Caine Movin' boulders and a brick in the rain [?] [?] [?] [?] and restrain (Fuck 'em) We give 'em hells, no loves for the law (Fuck the police) I run the West and the East with my gun and my vest underneath Some Air Ones when I step on the street (Straight gangsta) So they gotta feel me (Yea) Til the coppers nail me (Yea) Break rules and floss jewels, they [?] [?] (Get 'em) Plus this nigga's got the kite from the hood Half you rappers don't be liked in your hood (Dipset!) I'm in the streets tap dancing on Liva With my G's B-stancing in joggers (Eastside!) Yea, some of the realest shit I ever wrote I went from dealin' bricks to [?] [?] (What) Now it's [?] I'm never broke (Ghea) I'm at the dealership, it's never notes (Uh) And that's ballin' on ya (Money) Now let's ride Bang bang bang, (Bang) let's get high and roll (Yea) Dipset in this bitch and I locks and load (Boom) I'ma Braveheart killa (Yea!) Nashawn die too (What?!), I'm lookin' out for Nas, motherfucker, when I find you (What?!) Bitch-made nigga don't deserve to breathe, I'll pull your skirt up when you fuck with me (Eastside!) I'm the East coast rida (Yea) Dipset provider (Yea) You don't wanna bang with me (Let's go) I got the whole Bryd Gang with me (Dipset) So you can't do nothing to a G, bomb first [Chorus: Jim Jones] We, (Uh) bomb first when we ride We, bomb first then get high You don't want no problems in this place tonight But it's my life or your life, we bomb first We, bomb first when we ride Dips, bomb first then get high You don't want no problems in this place tonight But it's my life or your life, and bomb first (Dipset) [Outro: Jim Jones] Yea! You know it's the boy Jim Jones, capo status, aka the kufi smacker, what's really good? what's really right?, you know what it is, man We back on you fuckers, it's Dipset in the buildin', nigga, we bomb first, man, we ain't never scared, nigga, what's really good? B's up, Dipset, Eastside [DukeDaGod] Ayo this is DukeDaGod Dipset and [?] You know I told them [?] [?]