Judgement Day - Pooh Man

featuring Jet 

[Jet] 
It's Judgement Day and like you mothafuckas can't stop me 
Fuck being dropped  nigga  you gotta Glock me 
I'm judging these fucking cowards  bitch 
Only 18 and feeling that first power shit 
Mad Family got a nigga on strong status 
These outlanders can't fuck with factors 
And fuck fools who think they bigga 
Give me a chainsaw and I pluck another face  nigga 
Put on my burners and straight do dirt, bro 
Ya gotta loose to gain and the remain there is murder 
I'ma start pumping mo' in ya 
So it'll be a fucking bloody job for the coroner 
No reasoning, nigga, I got a Baretta, hoe 
I gotta show these bitches that Jet is federal 
Point black showed me love and I might trust ya 
Try to do me and I gotta bust ya, busta 
Jet is standing strong with tin Techs 
Put'em to your dome cause bullets know how to chin check 
And if ya go outta bounce, we gotta serve ya 
Pooh's help (Straight mothafucking murder) 

A fucking enforcer causing straight bloodshed 
And putting prices on punk mothafuckas heads 
Peeling your cap quick, fast 
See, I never had no love for your bitch ass 
You can't move me and I don't blood sport 
So have your vest on 
When it's time to check the Judger... 

"Judgement Day....." 
"Judgement Day....." 
"Judgement Day....." 

[Pooh-Man] 
It's time to peel some caps 
Death is at your door, mothafuckas, and it's like that 
I'm a Seminary soldier, I told ya 
Slit ya fucking throat and rip ya head off ya shoulders 
Seems ya ran in to a brick wall, sucker 
Two sick niggas from the Eastside Gutters 
Pooh and Jet hooked up, niggas'