Final Ride

[Intro] Yo, Big Mann, what's happenin? Just out here chillin, dawg Shit, nigga, what you chillin, what you thinkin about? Nigga, I'm out here reminiscin, lookin around, nigga Reminiscin on what? Bout how shit done changed, dawg All these niggas dead we grew up with bro baby, Daniel Damn, bro, this shit daily, constantly happenin So what, we next or what? Nigga, we tryin to come up and raise them little ones Well, let's find a way out this shit Well, let's do dat there [Master P] Niggas dat want to space age hustle Catch that rocket to the fuckin moon That be yo final ship, bitch, cause yo ass is doomed Ain't no comin back, livin in the dope game Cause once you die, nigga you slangin rocks, then that's yo name On the wall when they run up I got killas coming trough with bubble ups to pick up double ups And put him in that muthafuckin long black hearse I mean, once you gone nigga you layin in the dirt Ain't no love in New Orleans All the way to Richmond, California Niggas livin for ghetto dreams And the ghetto get so crazy I seen a little bitty baby suckin on daisies Caught two to the chest, one to the head 5 niggas walked behind him dressed in red With ski masks, but niggas thought it was a clown show Witches in the St. Bernard projects, downed a hoe And it's sad cause niggas claimin 3rd Ward 9th Ward and niggas claimin 10th Ward All my homies be dyin Down South Run around, talkin shit, killas with gold in they mouth But I'm a soldier, a rolla, give me ten I'd rather die than go to the fuckin pen My partna Bos looked to my eyes and said, "Nigga Is it time for change, niggas ain't livin in this dope game" So we jumped into this rap game And laid it down to all my killas That tried to teach my nigga the game Cause once you gone, ain't no comin back Talked to Randall and T-Dove They say, "P, the streets ain't all that." I mean the Calliope projects done change Right from Roges Tablet you find the fuckin police man And niggas still servin bubble ups Big Mo in the projects rappin, and niggas=z tryin to come up And with this new wave dope game I mean this rap game, niggas tryin to get out to make some change But Down South my homies dyin, niggas fryin But stories we ain't buyin [Chorus] Who (2Pac gone, but what rapper) gon be next To take that final ride (I hope it ain't me who) Get cashed like a bad check (slammin cadillac doors) Black hearses when they should be 6-0's Who (2Pac gone, but what rapper) gon be next To take that final ride (I hope it ain't me who) Get cashed like a bad check (slammin cadillac doors) Black hearses when they should be 6-0's [Silkk] I often wonder wonder if there's a heaven or a hell Rest in peace to my niggas that died Too bad when they died they couldn't come back and tell If they really is another side, I seen his mother cry I just wanna know where he went when my cousin died That last step, then it's yo debt, yo last breath Then it's the moment you fear Just think, by the day over, one of us ain't gon be here Used to ride with a bunch of niggas, now he's ridin solo He's dressed up in a suit, when he used to wear Polos I wonder if there's a heaven for a gangsta, a killa, and a shoota I wish some nigga gunned John Gotti had went in the chamber Moms say my days are numbered cause I live wrong Even Scarface made a song, gangstas really don't live long I'm tryin to live to a rock candy painted cadillac like Outkast say Ride on them thangs like Mack 10, from back side to side like U.G.K Convertible Lexus like Eightball, MJG 500 like my brother Master P, I'm a shock the world if I see 23 Maybe not today, but tomorrow off into the funeral parlor Take pause to bury my boy, as we roll up to the grave yard Who gon be next...to take that final ride? [Chorus] Who (2Pac gone, but what rapper) gon be next To take that final ride (I hope it ain't me who) Get cashed like a bad check (slammin cadillac doors) Black hearses when they should be 6-0's [C-Murder] I done seen mo crime than a crime lord Sometimes I sit back and think I seen more death than God Just last week a nigga got shot up and burned But me I take heed to shit like that, and I learned How can I not end up like that nigga? What the fuck I got to do not to get banged up by that trigga? Cause in the projects, ain't no love Niggas will split yo wig cause they gon on drugs (her-oin) I hope you feel me, cause I feel the pain of others I feel for every nigga that got to go on without they brother But like the game, what goes around comes around Next week that could be your muthafuckin hearse ridin through that town That could be yo mama cryin in that steeple Better yet, that could be you mornin the death of yo people In the hood, I'm known for peelin caps, so I'm a cap peela The police know me for sellin drugs, so I'm a drug deala I reverse the game cause ain't no love for a black man 13 years old, my little cousin got juvenile life for takin a stand It's a never endin game of death, do or die So if you kill, be prepared for that final ride [Chorus] Who (2Pac gone, but what rapper) gon be next To take that final ride (I hope it ain't me who) Get cashed like a bad check (slammin cadillac doors) Black hearses when they should be 6-0's Who (2Pac gone, but what rapper) gon be next To take that final ride (I hope it ain't me who) Get cashed like a bad check (slammin cadillac doors) Black hearses when they should be 6-0's [Outro] R.I.P. 2Pac, nigga, Eazy-E, Segram, Mr. C And my little brother Kevin Miller, and all ya'll TRU niggas and bitches That done died out there on these streets And took that final ride Y'all niggas ain't forgotten Cause TRU niggas live forever TRU niggas like us Ya heard me? It's real nigga We gon see ya'll fools in the crossroads