First We Pray

Black people don't have no-nowhere to go

You know all we got to do is kick it

We gon' kick it in our hood, you know?

What we gonna do?

We might as well go kill a couple of niggas, mane, you know

Go, go in they hood and do a drive-by

Then come back in the hood and laugh about the stuff

You know just sit there and think

Only time you really gonna get deep into it

Is when one of your friends die

Just like when one of my partnas died

We got some problems

How do you solve that?

First, we pray, then we ride

First, we pray, then we ride

He was my brother

Loved him like no other

To top it off

I introduced him to this game

I knew his mother

Loved her like my mother

A part of me is gone

Why'd you take my brother home?

(What're ya gonna do)

When the trials come?

(Are ya gonna run?)

Are you gonna run?

(What're ya gonna do?)

First I'm gonna pray

(Are ya gonna run?)

You muthafuckin' right

First, we pray, then we ride

First, we pray, then we ride

I ain't got nuthin' but love for you locs and hogs

And I ain't got nuthin' but love for my muthafuckin' dawgs

In the mist of the war zone, it's on site

Daylight to night, the heat held close and tight

Beware, here I come with the D-P-G on my chest

Heat finna spit like Eliot Ness

In the darkest zone, you feel alone and on your own

After I bust, niggas call me Kurupt Corleone

All I'm about is money, loot, and cash

Homies in the D-P-G Nate, Snoop and Daz

Now with these emotions how you approach yourself

Knowin' you all about your wealth and as it is to health

First I pray, get my thoughts intact

Ask for forgiveness 'cause I'm 'bout to lay this nigga flat

Can you adapt? Can you feel me? I doubt it