Shot Down

[Chorus: Sample & Prodigy] Woman hold her head and cry 'Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died Woman hold her head and cry 'Cause her son (Fuck that nigga) had been shot down in (Yeah, ha) the street and died [Verse 1: Prodigy] Know me, big jewelry and big boy exotic Cars like the Enzo Ferrari on the strip, somewhere in the hood Turnin' up to Mobb Deep, I want the lil boys, and all the lil girls to see what's out there for them to get This is money my baby When y'all grow up If y'all go hard, you could make it I peel off 'cause they like it when the tire smoke Niggas in the hood hatе it when you pull that stunt You know me, frosty wrist, it's candy bitch Differеnt color stones ey'time I switch my clothes I make a nigga upset But I get more love Hit 'em real in they head they ever cross us your momma be the... [Chorus: Sample & Nyce] Woman hold her head and cry 'Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died Woman hold her head and cry 'Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died (Uh huh) [Verse 2: Nyce] It's time to G ride, nigga Ain't no complainin' Loadin' up the choppers, outside it's rainin' It's time to go to war, we got outside flamin' Creep up, on my enemies, yeah I'm gainin' Big ass cannon got the lil nigga strainin' I'm fiendin' to put this coward brains on the pavement Bet when I squeeze, man, a nigga move faster Put the pump in your mouth, clear up your asthma Just like that, I appear with lead Blow your brains out, give you time to clear your head I'm ([?] nigga) already a goner so I don't fear the dead I make ya last outfit, that chu wear is red Bomb first homeboy, that's what we yellin' Stay wit a torch, nigga, but I ain't runnin' Nigga we g'd up so ease up, we squeeze up, we leave fucks Freeze up, heat up, hit up from the knees up What [Chorus: Sample] Woman hold her head and cry 'Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died Woman hold her head and cry 'Cause her son had been shot down in the street and died