Hell To Pay

[Chorus]

Tell em there be hell to pay

If they instigate

Lifers got his hand up on the strap hoe

And its judgement day

When his Glock get to talkin'

Ur bloodline start to fade away

Drop down to ur knees n pray n

Watch out for dat ricochet

Tell em there be hell to pay

If they instigate

Lifers got his hand up on the strap hoe

And its judgement day

When his Glock get to talkin’

Ur bloodline start to fade away

Drop down to ur knees n pray n

Watch out for dat ricochet

[Verse]

Russian roulette when Im grippin' tha tech

1 in tha head  9 in ya chest

Grab a new mag and im dumpin tha rest

Cuz im nailed to tha X n im reppin' til death

Comin for mine n im pullin’ tha nine

Double cross me n u payin' tha price

NO LIFE

NO HYPE

COLD WITH THA STEEL 9

U betta run when i pull it

Got red beams with tha full clips

Put that steel up to yo grill n now u

Bitin' tha bullet

U betta walk what u talkin'

Or it's bodies we chalkin'

I got dat heater on my hip

Just like I'm Christopher Walken

[Chorus]

Tell em there be hell to pay

If they instigate

Lifers got his hand up on the strap hoe

And its judgement day

When his Glock get to talkin'

Ur bloodline start to fade away

Drop down to ur knees n pray n

Watch out for dat ricochet

Tell em there be hell to pay

If they instigate

Lifers got his hand up on the strap hoe

And its judgement day

When his Glock get to talkin’

Ur bloodline start to fade away

Drop down to ur knees n pray n

Watch out for dat ricochet