(B-Real)
Livin on phat pockets on flat wit tha gat
Rollin around nine deuce Cadillac
Still got my homies to watch my back
And they'll smoke ya a__ if ya wanna come chat
That's why some pigs an tha kids come sweatin
They follow a hollow point shells hard ta swallow
Why wallow when ya come ta roll on I put tha clip
An dust bring ya a__ on
Kickin dust on ya head as tha gat busts my grip surrounded
I'm about ta get rushed I brushed wit death
How many shells stuffed in my closet (???)

(Chorus)
(B-Real)
When tha ship goes down ya better be ready (when tha ship goes down)
When tha ship goes down ya better be ready (when tha ship goes down)
When tha ship goes down ya better be ready (when tha ship goes down)
When tha ship goes down ya better be ready (ya better be ready)

Goin down, goin down
Goin down, goin down
Goin down, goin down
Goin down, goin down
Goin down, goin down
Goin down, goin down
Goin down, goin down
Goin down, goin down

(B-Real)
I told tha boyz get tha sawed off glock
And tha rest of tha gats as I strapped on tha bullet-proof vest BOOM
I think I got one to tha chest hot d___ I didn't want to kill a man
s___ I still stand tall with tha hill clan y'all
Better stand back n____z bout ta fall I'm comin out blastin like Yosemite Sam
Get tha cheese an tha bread for tha ham

(Chorus)
(B-Real)
When tha ship goes down ya better be ready (when tha ship goes down)
When tha ship goes down ya better be ready (when tha ship goes down)
When tha ship goes down ya better be ready (when tha ship goes down)
When tha ship goes down ya better be ready (ya better be ready)

Goin down, goin down
Goin down, goin down
Goin down, goin down
Goin down, goin down
Goin down, goin down
Goin down, goin down
Goin down, goin down
Goin down, goin down

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