Hell To Pay

[Chorus]
Tell em there be hell to pay
If they instigate
Lifers got his hand up on the strap hoe
And its judgement day
When his Glock get to talkin'
Ur bloodline start to fade away
Drop down to ur knees n pray n
Watch out for dat ricochet

Tell em there be hell to pay
If they instigate
Lifers got his hand up on the strap hoe
And its judgement day
When his Glock get to talkin’
Ur bloodline start to fade away
Drop down to ur knees n pray n
Watch out for dat ricochet

[Verse]
Russian roulette when Im grippin' tha tech
1 in tha head 9 in ya chest
Grab a new mag and im dumpin tha rest
Cuz im nailed to tha X n im reppin' til death
Comin for mine n im pullin’ tha nine
Double cross me n u payin' tha price
NO LIFE
NO HYPE
COLD WITH THA STEEL 9

U betta run when i pull it
Got red beams with tha full clips
Put that steel up to yo grill n now u
Bitin' tha bullet

U betta walk what u talkin'
Or it's bodies we chalkin'
I got dat heater on my hip
Just like I'm Christopher Walken

[Chorus]
Tell em there be hell to pay
If they instigate
Lifers got his hand up on the strap hoe
And its judgement day
When his Glock get to talkin'
Ur bloodline start to fade away
Drop down to ur knees n pray n
Watch out for dat ricochet

Tell em there be hell to pay
If they instigate
Lifers got his hand up on the strap hoe
And its judgement day
When his Glock get to talkin’
Ur bloodline start to fade away
Drop down to ur knees n pray n
Watch out for dat ricochet