A E Livin on fat pockets on flat with the gat A E Rolling around nine deuce cadillac A E Still got my homies to watch my back A E And they'll smoke your ass if you wanna come and chat A E That's why some pigs and the kids come sweating they follow A E A hollow point shell's hard to swallow (heyy) A E Why wallow when you come to roll on I put the clip in the four five A E Bring your ass on, left kicking dust as you hear the gat bust A My cribs surrounded, I'm about to get rushed, I brushed with death A How many shells stuffed in my closet where my big chrome things kept [Hook] A E When the shit goes down you better be ready (when the shit goes down) A E When the shit goes down you better be ready (when the shit goes down) A E When the shit goes down you better be ready (when the shit goes down) A E 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 A E I still stand tall with the hill clan ya'll better stand back A E Niggas bout ta fall, I'm coming out blasting like Yosemite Sam A E Got the cheese an the bread for the ham [Hook] A E When the shit goes down you better be ready (when the shit goes down) A E When the shit goes down you better be ready (when the shit goes down) A E When the shit goes down you better be ready (when the shit goes down) A E When the shit goes down you better be ready (you better be ready)