[Hook: Z-Ro]
Ain't no such things as friends only associates
So if [bad word] up on me I'm pulling my gun out of my holster [bad word] 
I don't like watching my back so when I bust I'm a unload the clip
But I'd rather expect you just give me the respect I'm suppose to get
Gangsta [bad word] 

[Verse 1: Slim Thug]
All my niggas is gone my [bad word] [bad word] done cut
I got sum [bad word] on my dome an
Then they love me or what
I'm one deep with my chrome like I ain't giving a [bad word] 
If I got to do this alone [bad word] it that's wassup
They say it's lonely at the top an you
Gon see who your real friends
No more fo doors I'm riding a coop benz
Keepin it moving ain't focused on [bad word] but not losing
If you don't [bad word] with me don't [bad word] with me
It's not confusing
And when you speak on my name watch the words your choosing
You soundin like a hater to me it's so amusing
Instead of moving on trying to do your
Own thang
You [bad word] for the we hate Slim Thug gang
But ain't [bad word] change here mayne
I'm still the same
Life good up out the hood [bad word] I [bad word] 
These niggas say they down but they
Just pretend
I'm ridin solo to the end
 [bad word] friends

[Hook: Z-Ro]

[Verse 2: Z-Ro]
Sometimes I wonder if god forgot about me
And would my people miss me if they had to do without me
Cause anything ain't no love
[bad word] you think is yo homie [bad word] up in yo girl everytime you leave her
Lonely
Each and everytime I leave my house all three of my guns is on me
Ain't none of you niggas is goin to
Be kicking or punching on me
And I learned my lesson about callin my homies when I need'em
Out of eleven one and a half
Shows up and the rest I still ain't seen'em
One deep till I'm on my back
Ya'll fellas out might be on my sack
I'll shoot a
 [bad word] if a [bad word] jump out of line then I'm a put'em back in line
2006 forever gloc 40 with hollows in mind
It's amazing how something so small can flip yo [bad word] [bad word] anytime
I'm an og original gangster mayne organized general
Army ready to drop off chemicals
64 545 criminals
But it's buisness
Whenever I'm seen with a crowd that I'm not feeling
Enter the conversation and paper in my pocket I'm not feeling

[Hook: Z-Ro]

[Verse 3: J-Dawg]
I done seen a whole lot in these 26 years
Never thought I had peers that was undercover [bad word] 
Tell these snitches in my
Circle awhile back I wuld've murked yuh
I vouch for me an mine
Till the gavel drop down
An judge gave my time since I hogged up
The ripper
The last time I heard from my niggas
Still in denial in the begginin of my sentence
Two months turned to years and them years
Turned to [bad word] 
Sittin in my cell doin sets of push ups
No money no mail that's okay that's wassup
Momma made a man but these streets raised
soldier
Where they kill a real [bad word] make a mo daycloder
I never fold up
I'm a do my time [bad word] 
I'm a make parole hoe
Get out and shine trick
You [bad word] niggas better stay out my way
I awready wanna blow off yo face
For violating the code [bad word] 

[Hook: Z-Ro]