[Intro: Ransom]

Uh huh

It's real glorious

Painful at the same time though

I know y'all hear me

Presidential

Yeah

[Chorus: Ransom]

When two gangstas collide

You can look a nigga eye to eye

And tell him why

Somebody probably gotta die

Them niggas sitting plotting our demise

We on the rise

These two gangstas arrive

A man is not a man without his pride

It's no surprise

Our main goal's to survive

Until my soul's floating in the sky

I tell 'em why

[Verse 1: Ransom]

Me and Gibbs back to back fuck the middleman

Big chopper say hello to my little friend

On the corner playing dice until I win again

Fuck the law, put me in the ring to fight Zimmerman

Homicide looking for a fingerprint

We at the rose bar toasting to my ignorance

These crackers can't believe that I'm innocent

Jon Gotti swag hopping in the limo Benz

The gritty tales from a nigga from a dark block

Rest in peace to that nigga that's from Far Rock

And to this very day it's still a soft spot

I wish I had a last word before his heart stopped

I swear these rap niggas is a joke

Every nigga got a choppa, every nigga selling coke (nope)

I'm the type of nigga that you don't wanna approach

Killing paper with this pen 'cause it's murder that I wrote

[Chorus: Ransom]

When two gangstas collide

You can look a nigga eye to eye

And tell him why

Somebody probably gotta die

Them niggas sitting plotting our demise

We on the rise

These two gangstas arrive

A man is not a man without his pride

It's no surprise

Our main goal's to survive

Until my soul's floating in the sky

I tell 'em why

[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]

Yeah, this that razor-sharp guillotine rap

Straight out the land of microwave crack and machine gats

Trip to New York I bet niggas buy what I bring back

Life sentence worth of dope in the trunk I done seen that

OGs never showed me was way too greedy to teach me

I'll chunk a deuce and throw up the Rollie no need for speakin'

Don't need a bitch to picture me rollin' and see me creepin

Or I'll pop out with that choppa, we even, bust at polices

I got donkey in that super sport

I'm valet parking on candy, you in that Uber boy

Black 45 with no masks that's how I do ya boy

Nigga what the fuck you got shooters if you ain't gon' use 'em for

You losin', boy, gangsta got your bitch to blow me with

Barry White on the Beats Pill

Freddie Kane baby, the wolf dressed as the sheep still

Nigga went from straight don status to dirty black bastard

Evil seed 'til I bleed, hold it down for Ransom

[Chorus: Ransom]

When two gangstas collide

You can look a nigga eye to eye

And tell him why

Somebody probably gotta die

Them niggas sitting plotting our demise

We on the rise

These two gangstas arrive

A man is not a man without his pride

It's no surprise

Our main goal's to survive

Until my soul's floating in the sky

I tell 'em why