[Intro: DJ Drama]
My n***a TIP 'bout to come home
It's back to work time, baby
Talk to 'em, Gotti

[Chorus]
Eh, what it is, homie?
Eh, what it is, homie?
If I could talk to the dead, [?] the feds [?] real n***a [?]
Eh, what it is, homie?
Eh, what it is, homie?
If I could talk to the dead, [?] the feds [?] real n***a [?]

[Verse 1]
If I could talk to a n***a on death ro
First thing I'd tell him is gon' let death go
Then I'd give him some valuable info
Like give your life to God, and let the rest of this shit go
If I could talk to [?], I'd tell him I'm sorry
For not answering his call [?] money [?]
I learned a valuable lesson, n***a can't count on tomorrow
If you love your homies today, best keep it real and say
N***a, I'm riding with you, right or wrong
I got my heater on
I got my mind made, too many my n***as gone
Too my n***as jammed, too many of you n***as telling
So many you n***as bitches, so what the fuck you yelling?
[Chorus]
Eh, what it is, homie?
Eh, what it is, homie?
If I could talk to the dead, [?] the feds [?] real n***a [?]
Eh, what it is, homie?
Eh, what it is, homie?
If I could talk to the dead, [?] the feds [?] real n***a [?]

[Verse 2]
If I could take the time back to [?] street, [?] kicking shit, cooling with D.P
Ink came super loud, gave him a Q.P
Homie fucked up, so I keep what he ohe me
Homie was a rider, forgot the street code
Never leave your pistol, my n***a, that's a no no
We sold n***as [?] rock a kelo
New to consequences, but that's just how we roll
We from North Memphis, and we shouldn't be trusted
Heater on your ass, if we broke [?]
If I could talk to you now, I'd tell you I made it
Still hard on these suckas, and they can't fade me

[Chorus]
Eh, what it is, homie?
Eh, what it is, homie?
If I could talk to the dead, [?] the feds [?] real n***a [?]
Eh, what it is, homie?
Eh, what it is, homie?
If I could talk to the dead, [?] the feds [?] real n***a [?]