1-11 On My Tombstone

[Pre-Verse]
Bitch, we ridin' in
I’m smoking blunts inside the Chevy then
Police chirping then so I'm swanging them
Dodging, ducking 'em
Ain’t no turning back, it's fuck the law, bitch, fuck the government
Ain't no turning back, it's fuck the law, bitch, fuck the government

[Verse]
1-11 on my tombstone, still do my dance, with the dead
Dancing with the dead hoes, booty still legit
I'm legit, I can't die today
I can't die tomorrow, I'm ever living, bitch
You can’t cop my style, watch my step
Step by step I hold it down
I just came down, just to touch the ground
Gotta show ya now I’ll live forever through the sound
Turn them speakers up till it break the ground
My heart it bleed, but make no sound
I gotta get it check my pimpin', I dont talk it out
I just dump it out, if I make a move there’s no backing out
There's no turning down, my time ain't coming cheap
Better pay the pound, let the dogs out
Moving 'round your block, better kill me now
If you get the chance to do it ’cause I'm heading out
On some bullshit, I'm taking over
I ain't letting down, I ain't slowing down
Put it all on the line, ain't no stopping now
1-11 on my headpiece, bitch, I hold it down

[Outro]
Put the fo in my 40 oz, tuck the 40 in the couch
Fo in my 40 oz, tuck the 40 in the couch
Fo in my 40 oz, tuck the 40 in the couch
Fo in my 40 oz, tuck the 40 in the couch