N***a what you scared for I hear your heart beating*

You pussies talkin all that s**t you ain't talking no more cause the mothaf**kin killas outside ya front door and it sound like

Boom boom boom boom

You better pray n***a this the first 48 n***a

N***a what you scared for we hear your heart beating

You pussies talkin all that s**t you ain't talkin no more cause the mothaf**kin killas outside ya front door &it's all I eat

Boom boom boom boom

You better pray n***as first 48 n***as

Somebody call the laws homicide division

This young n***a gone hope he had the lord with him

Way he was bumpin n***a shoulda had that pistol with him

Way he dumpin the other night aimin towards the ceiling

He should've been a suspect now his a*s a victim

Everybody crying out terrorist so forgiving

I kept beating on his chest thought he was a ape

Now he looking like a gift wrapped in yellow tape

Yea its wrong but it's the way we play &that's the way we play first 48

No trace So he bumped up to cold case Boss n***a these streets wild n***a

Plus they ain't eatin so the crime rate increasing

I just got a call my n***a died this evening tonight we riding everybody silent

Somebody better pray first 48 n***a

It's murder season n***a you better be a shooter or be dead sleep ask Freddy Krueger

These boys tripping this s**t so senseless n***as fallin like rain man

This game vicious

Swear to God man this ain't livin

Got a Christian smoking Sherm tryna lose his feeling

Got shot tryna turn the other cheek

He still God fearing but he roll with that heat

Now he bein smart smart guess he wanna live

It's real in the field cuz kill or be killed

I'm ridin with K the like I'm kin to Bin Laden

I'm all in the game &I ain't talkin bout Madden

I'm talkin bout war the whole f**kin n***as off

P***y better shoot first I ain't takin no loss

Ain't even been a year since my best friend wake

I retaliate ask First 48 n***a

'Slim Thug'

Thugga

It's a wrap somebody say a prayer for him notify his family call someone who care for him

It was all good about an hour ago now this n***a laying lifeless out on the floor

Bet when he woke up this morning he ain't imagine that &when he left the house thought he'd be right back

Gave his girl a kiss told her he'd be out late

If she only knew they was on they last date

He hit the club Getting f**ked up was the plan

Too many drinks had him feeling Like he superman

Pushin through the crowd talkin all loud and wreck less but ain't too many punks down here in Houston Texas

Ran into the wrong crew

He was like hol' up slow your roll before you get yo a*s swoll up

Reach for his heat but guess what you too late there goes another candidate for First 48

You pussies talkin all that s**t you ain't talkin no more cause the mothaf**kin killas outside ya front door &it's all I eat

Boom boom boom boom

You better pray n***as first 48 n***as