(Z-Ro) Dubya-dubya-dubya-dot, fuckallayall dot com Run up if you want to nigga (Intro: Z-Ro harmonizing) Blues ain't the way that I lose How I get gray hair Take a bruisin the way I been bruised And you'll see why I don't care Respect my mind - cause I'll kill you nigga Bitch I'll kill you niggaz, you better Respect my mind - cause I'll kill you niggaz Cause I will kill you nigga Cause I don't wanna feel Someone else's weapon... so (Chorus: Z-Ro) I load my AK, don't think I won't spray You bitch niggaz gon' lay, you won't catch me runnin When - I load my AK, don't think I won't spray You bitch niggaz gon' lay, you won't catch me runnin When... (Z-Ro) I become a soldier when it's war time That's all I really know cause all I've had are hard times And ain't nobody bendin down with me, I'm on my own Duckin and dodgin infrareds aimin for my dome I got enemies in every state, city and hood Plus my relationship with my friends ain't no good Therefore I roll with Katie cause she's a bad bitch One squeeze ten motherfuckers bleed and need a casket No need to reload, I promise I'ma drop 'em all Screamin "Remember me?" as motherfuckers stop and fall Ain't no remorse, ain't no love in my life cycle Cause when your family out to get you it be twice as vital I'm not tryin to be a statistic of a thug war Call me ridiculous but I won't hesitate to slug for it That's on my momma trust, nobody but friends to my kin For the slightest disrespect I'ma commit another sin When I... (Chorus) - 1/2 (Z-Ro) Tragedies happen in my world everytime I breathe So I'm paranoid and trigger happy until I leave I got a 357, a 45, and a gauge But Ms. Katie put mo' motherfuckers on the front page If I gotta pull a trigger I'ma shoot to kill Not tryin to hurt ya, I'ma try to leave you stiff as steel Cause I ain't tryin to watch my back when I'm out in public So when I blast that's yo' ass you went out and dusted But I'm not tryin to send the wrong message to the kids I'm just sayin even if you young they'll stil split ya wig And I'd be wrong if I told you to let a nigga do ya I practice what I preach and ride with much more then a Ruger I guess the Lord'll deal with me at the end of time I'm not a killer but motherfuckers gon' respect my mind That's on my mama trust, nobody but friends to my kin For the slightest disrespect I'll put ya spirit in the wind When I... (Chorus) - 1/2 (Intro) (Chorus)