Dot & The Reverend William Black)

[Chorus: P. Dot] When them guns goes off, we be ready for war When them guns goes off, bitches hit the floor When them guns goes off, and them sirens roar Better get that money, and be out the door [W.C.] Racket, racket, comin' out of the back end Dead at you, he throwin' the hot lead at you Swang affiliate, X.O. sip, a gold getter With the rest to gather, my cold killer It's "Me Against the World" like 2Pac And like Biggie, I'm "Ready to Die" for what you got Got a crew with killas behind me, I'm grimey I'm one of the big body, blowin' cushions where you can find me For figures, we bust triggers, who could fuck with us? Dub, E-40, Christ Bearer, plus RZA Stick you with the Blade, we gots to get paid And for the moolah, we intertwine like French braids And I can't fight the feeling like one way When it comes down to this gangsta shit and gun play For the loot, we compute it, quick to shoot it So hit the switch, punk blew it, and bang the music [Hook: P. Dot (The Reverend William Black)]