[Chorus]

What makes a man a man, when his life is at stake

And it's real, 'cause it's gotta get it's plates

What kind of life we live, one of those lives

We take cover and, cover your kids

How far your gun can reach, it can reach as far

As you want it, that's when a round'll release

The power is the move in the streets

Yeah, take my bread, yo, take this lead, yeah, a nigga got it

[Verse 1]

Yo, how the semi automat' 'em, leave 'em flat up on the poster

I'm trying to push everything, from jets to the blow stuff

Yo, get it right, pa, I slang cosa nostra

I move around these fifty-two states, we just post up

I got niggas'll that ride, and if the cops pull up

Just splash the drain and run, we just blow stuff

I'm not playing, pa, no, it's not a game

I'ma bang them ten sharp pointy things through your coconut

We dodge prison, got lawyers for that

Holdings knots up through riddle shit, you know it's a rap

Need I remind you, so many killas on my line, too

We can form an army, get money and rhymes

That's the breaks when it come to just getting papes

No remorse, violate, we just take up the source

I'm the Montana, with long hammers, the strong arm of the city

It's just promotion on cameras

[Chorus]

What makes a man a man, when his life is at stake

And it's real, 'cause it's gotta get it's plates

What kind of life we live, one of those lives

We take cover and, cover your kids

How far your gun can reach, it can reach as far

As you want it, that's when a round'll release

The power is the move in the streets

Yeah, take my bread, yo, take this lead, yeah, a nigga got it

[Verse 2]

Yo, we been the life of killas, ever since we was born

First got on, we blast on gorillas

Been taught from babies to bust three eighties, the skies just blaze

Then come back, with your head in a jar

My peoples is the most important part, yeah, take us apart

Annihilate, fiends scrapping, we hating these czars

Lions in the mountains, wolves in the hood

With four pounders, how dare you lounge in the park

It's ill how we setting standards, to let them cannoms slam you

It's all strictly, pardon your art

Yeah, the general's path to blow, I'm up laughing

You fucked up, send 'em back, this the city of God

It's all about holding houses, make men out of mouses

Then drape little niggas with thousands

We strive to build, the lives is real

Eyes to kill, it's all about getting acres and marksmen

[Chorus]

What makes a man a man, when his life is at stake

And it's real, 'cause it's gotta get it's plates

What kind of life we live, one of those lives

We take cover and, cover your kids

How far your gun can reach, it can reach as far

As you want it, that's when a round'll release

The power is the move in the streets

Yeah, take my bread, yo, take this lead, yeah, a nigga got it