Released on May 17, 1998

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[Intro: Fat Pat, Pymp Tyte, Both]

Five times to your chest, may you rest in pieces

The punk polices, killing other niggas like diseases

Screaming "Jesus" on your knees, please help yo child

No witnesses, no sentences, so fuck the judge and his trial


[Verse 1: Pymp Tyte]

Light up a blunt for my niggas who is dead and gone

In big memories, makin' sure they names live on

I get my hustle on, tryna get rich off of zone

Poke a smoke like Cheech & Chong

Can't be ripped in the stone

Punk, the problem, but the judge is sick and tired of seeing me

Locked me under Stiles Unit, swallow the Master P

But it's all about red shop, killer weed and fat

Not long type of life, it won't stop 'til we reach the top

They say life is a bitch 'til you learn how to pimp

Many busters built enough to watch them burst like a puma

Keep my mind on my riches, my bitches on corners

The late reactions 'cause the weed relax my thoughts like a song


[Verse 2: Fat Pat]

As I blow marijuana, I warn ya, crime do pay

Picking my throws, smoking my dope, just like back in the old days

Flipping them 20-inch blades, some niggas call them slab-cutters

TVs all up in the headrests on Coach leather [?]

Bitches blowin' up my number on my cele-telle phone

That's why I keep that bitch alone because I'm never at home

I see a pusher in my zone, player, time to get [?]

Throw a hander out the bag, time to wrap a mean bag

Make his whole family sad

It's the break-a-bitch grad, late for school gettin' high, sit in the back of the class

Even though I failed Math, I learned the commas through cash

Five times to your chest, I had you sportin' a bloodbath, nigga

[Chorus: Fat Pat, Pymp Tyte, Both]

Five times to your chest, may you rest in pieces

The punk polices, killing other niggas like diseases

Screaming "Jesus" on your knees, please help yo child

No witnesses, no sentences, so fuck the judge and his trial

Five times to your chest, may you rest in pieces

The punk polices, killing other niggas like diseases

Screaming "Jesus" on your knees, please help yo child

No witnesses, no sentences, so fuck the judge and his trial