[Verse 1] Livin on fat pockets on flat with the gat Rolling around nine deuce cadillac Still got my homies to watch my back And they’ll smoke your ass if you wanna come and chat That’s why some pigs and the kids come sweating they follow A hollow point shell’s hard to swallow (heyy) Why wallow when you come to roll on I put the clip in the four five Bring your ass on left kicking dust as you hear the gat bust My cribs surrounded I’m about to get rushed I brushed with death How many shells stuffed in my closet where my big chrome things kept [Hook] When the shit goes down you better be ready (when the shit goes down) When the shit goes down you better be ready (when the shit goes down) When the shit goes down you better be ready (when the shit goes down) When the shit goes down you better be ready (you better be ready) [Verse 2] N.C. I told the boys get the sawed off Glock and the rest of the gats N.C. As I strapped on the bullet-proof vest N.C. BOOM I think I got one to the chest N.C. Hot damn I didn’t want to kill a man shit I still stand tall with the hill clan ya’ll better stand back Niggas bout ta fall I’m coming out blasting like Yosemite Sam Got the cheese an the bread for the ham [Hook] When the shit goes down you better be ready (when the shit goes down) When the shit goes down you better be ready (when the shit goes down) When the shit goes down you better be ready (when the shit goes down) When the shit goes down you better be ready (you better be ready)