Live by the Gun (feat. Akon)

You live by the gun die by the gun
 Ain't nowhere to hide nowhere to run
 From de rom pa-pa-pom-pom pack a A-K
 In the heart of the slums that's where we stay
 I know this lil nigga man he only 5"3
 Napoleon complex that's what I see
 He pack a 4-5 when he walking through the streets
 So even in the winter time the nigga got heat ya feel me
 He never knew his pops
 His momma tryna raise him but his daddy is the block
 Thug life tat so they call him lil pac
 He hustle in the trap so he really hates cops ya feel me
 He only 16 really too young to even know what life mean
 Knuckle head nigga think he know everything
 He headed to the grave or he heading to the bing believe me
 Screaming crime don't stop he either gonna rap play ball or sling rock
 Once he making money he don't really give a fuck
 Live fast die young ball until his times up ya see me
 So now ya can't run away ain't got no protection
 You brought this on yourself this is the end of the road
 Ain't shit you can say you just gotta take it
 You live by the gun die by the gun
 Ya kinda had that coming
 He was born with drugs up in his veins
 Because his momma was addicted to cocaine
 A beast on the court but that was about to change
 Once he made a couple dollars from a dice game
 Moved out his house now he lives in the fast lane
 Thinks that he's grown you can't tell him a damn thing
 Get it all on his own so he crowned himself king
 Try take it from him he let 8 shots sing straight up
 Having shoot outs with the police
 It happens when you're raised in the belly of the beast
 A chip on his shoulder claiming that he run the streets
 A real life D-bo if you got it he want piece
 But it's only a matter of damn time
 Before he's laid out with his mom crying
 Hooked up to a respirator while the doctor trying
 To bring him back but the clock's stopped and homie done ran outta time
 So now ya can't run away ain't got no protection
 You brought this on yourself this is the end of the road
 Ain't shit you can say you just gotta take it
 You live by the gun die by the gun
 Ya kinda had that coming
 You live by the gun die by the gun
 Ain't nowhere to hide nowhere to run
 From de rom pa-pa-pom-pom pack a A-K
 In the heart of the slums that's where we stay
 So now ya can't run away ain't got no protection
 You brought this on yourself this is the end of the road
 Ain't shit you can say you just gotta take it
 You live by the gun die by the gun
 Ya kinda had that coming
 Ya kinda had that coming