[Dre']
r.ip to da niggas dat lost dey life/
but rep golden knives/
till da day dey diiiiiiieeeeeed/[4x]

[Krikit]
r.i.p to all the thugs who never made it, and was da ones who was hated, yall know my squad bring hatred, and our voices never faded/
death always on da block, death always come from glocks, i remember seeing blood on tims and all red socks/
cuz deez fake dudes think its a game, and when they name, dont get said they got so many people to blame, dats why i say r.i.p cuz after dat....life aint da same/

[Dre']
r.ip to da niggas dat lost dey life/
but rep golden knives/
till da day dey diiiiiiieeeeeed/[4x]

[Krikit]
when you hit it big better watch ya back, cuz all deez dudes dat are wack, think dey spit da facts, and den they pull da macks, and squezz da trigga like tit tat, just like dat/
and when you feelin cold u better stay hot, or you'll be in a plot, to be ata spot, in da middle of a lort, and they'll leave you to rot/
i dont understand why death gotta come by, to only one guy, death'll come even when da sun high, so just run and hide/
cuz theres always haters dat are commin after da big ones, wit big guns, and when u think ya big son, bullets will fly and you'll get hit by one/

[Dre']
r.ip to da niggas dat lost dey life/
but rep golden knives/
till da day dey diiiiiiieeeeeed/[4x]

[M-D]
people got the gats locked ready to go/ so rappers gotta turn they backs after every show// people shootin cuz they got the ill flow/// they waistin all there money on gaurds just to stay alive/ cuz when bullets hit there chest u know its hard to survive
// haters got them layin in a hospital bed/ the bullets 9 inches from ya head// they lucky they aint dead/// just cuz they rap doesnt mean they should live like this/ they know a good shooters bullets aint gonna miss// u cant even make a diss track/ cuz
u know u'll get attacked// from the back/// with a nine in hand/ they'll take ya life outta this land//

[Dre']
r.ip to da niggas dat lost dey life/
but rep golden knives/
till da day dey diiiiiiieeeeeed/[4x]