[Intro: Tommy Wright III]
Ey, ey, who out goin', who out goin'? You gon' come over?
You gon' have to be down to ride my nigga 'cause ain't no guarantee we gon' make it back, you feel me?...
[Chorus K-Rock]
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, how many mothafuckin' niggas ride with us?
Man haters, imitators wanna kill me, these jealous mothafuckin' bitches better feel me!
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, how many mothafuckin' niggas ride with us?
Man haters, imitators wanna kill me, these jealous mothafuckin' bitches better feel me!
[Verse 1: Lil' Sko]
Get up out of my spot 'fore I hit you with the soap in the sock and you be hopin' to stop
That got me leavin' blood clots when I pop on my block that'll leave you in a state of shock (?)
(?)
Hoe, we wreckin' shop and ain't no tellin' (?) lookin' like an undercover narc
Must be a quicky coppa hit his ass for a crime stoppa teamed up like Jimmy Hoffa
Before I die drop props like Pac and Big Poppa baby
'fore I'm finished and I be leavin' images up in them niggas brain, before you gain I will bring you the pain
(?) nigga maintain in the game and I'm out fo' Mo' Money like Damon Wayans
Need to feel me (?) in my flesh and blood cuz 'cause
You never know when you gotta go, so long as I'm livin' you need to show a nigga love (?)
For the nigga that's (?) I know you hataz out to kill me
Holes been dug for poppin' out slugs 'cause these jealous mothafuckin' bitches 'bout to feel me!
[Chorus: K-Rock]
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, how many mothafuckin' niggas ride with us?
Man haters, imitators wanna kill me, these jealous mothafuckin' bitches better feel me!
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, how many mothafuckin' niggas ride with us?
Man haters, imitators wanna kill me, these jealous mothafuckin' bitches better feel me!
[Verse 2: Princess Loko]
Criminal minded, it's the Lady Mack up in here, the bitches afraid (?)
(?) stackin' cheddah (?) I gotta git it (?)
'Cause I'mma drop it like a pin on the flo', no hoe will never see me creepin' on another (?)
I'm not a hater but I fuck them playas (?) Princess Loko 'bout them mothafuckin' dollar signs
And I'mma lay it like it's supossed to be layed, the money in your pocket that is the money to be paid
So what the fuck (?) to the niggas on the street (?)
(?) but all you niggas want killin', I must be wildest in the rap game
This thing'll never change, same game, (?) just to maintain
So when you see a nigga show me some love (?)
So why you lookin' at a nigga so funny? You stupid bitch you must forgot you on a mothafuckin' playas time
So while you makin' all the false accusations (?) pull out the tone and kill me
I'mma say it, watch me say it again, I'm never havin' no friends so why you bitches need to feel me
[Chorus: K-Rock]
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, how many mothafuckin' niggas ride with us?
Man haters, imitators wanna kill me, these jealous mothafuckin' bitches better feel me!
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, how many mothafuckin' niggas ride with us?
Man haters, imitators wanna kill me, these jealous mothafuckin' bitches better feel me!
[Verse 3: Psycho]
(?) busta ass nigga when I catch yo ass I'mma pull the trigger
Got somethin' to give ya, a nine millimeter, pull it my nigga
So don't try to hide yourself from death 'cause here it comes
Attack you with flashbacks as if I was in Vietnam
So you best believe when you hear that 12-gauge start to bust
It's Psycho show love, finna knock these bitches (?) in the dust
Man you better think twice when you talkin' 'bout fuckin' with Tommy III
'Cause he's on that Hennessy, finna fuck up in Tennessee
Got robbers and killers, dope dealers, niggas who tote them tones
Got bitches with gangsta niggas who ridin' around flexin' chrome
Penitentiary bars (?) psychotic nigga (?)
Got Tommy III, Psycho, Loko, Lil' Sko, finna wreck you hoe!
[Chorus: K-Rock]
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, how many mothafuckin' niggas ride with us?
Man haters, imitators wanna kill me, these jealous mothafuckin' bitches better feel me!
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, how many mothafuckin' niggas ride with us?
Man haters, imitators wanna kill me, these jealous mothafuckin' bitches better feel me!
[Verse 4: Tommy Wright III]
Tell these niggas (?) feelin' me
Instead (?) killin' me (?) and they wanna come against us in the middle of the night
It's Tommy Wright (?) nigga get myself together (?)
'Cause it's a murder, can't explain it no further, gotta leave the scene like grinnin' but I'm trillin' though my mug lookin' mean
Then they pull this mothafuckin' (?)-15, one shot leave shakin' like a tamborine, triple beam
Dreams got me schemin' fo' mo' (?) like O. J
I'm here to regain, up in this game to maintain (?) so mothafuck what a hoe say
Finna put it down for niggas up in my city, they keep on wonderin' wheter the gang that Tommy claim (?)
Tommy neutral, that is crucial 'cause I never (?)
The only color that I represent'll be green for the cheese (?) since I'm the third
I know you heard about (?) that yo nigga Tommy spend incarcerated
Got a hundred of my niggas dependent on me, the pressure's on my shoulder, gettin' older, ey (?) I need you
(?) these hataz wanna kill me (?) feel me
[Chorus: K-Rock]
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, how many mothafuckin' niggas ride with us?
Man haters, imitators wanna kill me, these jealous mothafuckin' bitches better feel me!
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, how many mothafuckin' niggas ride with us?
Man haters, imitators wanna kill me, these jealous mothafuckin' bitches better feel me!
[Outro]
Feel me before they kill me, feel me before they kill me
Feel me before they kill me, feel
