Songtext When ya least expect it Daz Dillinger

When ya least expect it

[Verse 1]

Motherfucker, cha-pow here I am let's get started off right

With a gun or a fight, think you hard

You a dog that don't bite, see I'm trained to kill

Give a fuck about you hoes, spill ya blood for thrills

Grip ya body, naked shakin' we neck breakin'

Niggas in my hood be runnin' while them niggas salt shakin'

Bone crush em' and rush em' and get out and then touch em'

Doin' better than the Feds when they jackin' my box

Watch out, surrounded by niggas that's plottin' and creepin'

Lot of caps slippin' and jack me for my chips

Nah, get the twelve gauge and load a gob

Blowin' something in these niggas if they actin' calm

Niggas'll blast, yellin' out "Fuck y'all"

While they mashin' steady blastin'

Ain't just here for nothin' doin' right for right

Cause it's right, shit niggas gotta do to earn they stripes

[Hook]

Can't run, ya can't hide

Gon' get cha' when ya least expect it

Ya gon' diiiiiie, yeah, yeah

Can't run, ya can't hide

Gon' get cha' when ya least expect it

Ya gon' diiiiiie

[Verse 2]

Took about the same looty to perform my duty

Survey this thing to a nigga that knew me

Little did I know he was settin' me up

Wettin' me up and catch me up

Barely escapin' heart beatin' fast mile racin'

A shotty in hell, I thought I was dead

But I'm alive and payback is a mother you fucker

I'll be back carvin' Ruckers when the gauge start bustin'

Penitentiary rap but we here and ain't shit

Nigga dyin' quick and get ya throat split

Comin' out do worse, I love to do work

Retaliation, revenge make it hard to live

Shoot-outs cop, when ya jackin' and robbin' and mobbin'

Stabbin' on through the town, layin' em' down

I'm a war street veteran, never say I better than anybody

That nigga Daz and Young Gotti

Blast em' with the shot after fleein' the scene

Cause money, power, and dreams make a hell of a scheme

Grippin' nine to ya brain, put the set on shade

Writin' big, bold letter that'll weigh ya sign

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

My dreams and nightmares hard before I went to sleep

So I stay awoke and cocked with four five loaded

Cautious on my toes at all times, on the grind

Mindin' my own, dropped and smoke in the zone

It's a shame how we do it, how we represent the game

Blast and maintain for the money and the fame

You know the steelo, nigga we know

We get down and dirty because we do low

Keep it strong for so long, I couldn't go wrong

But fuckin' with some niggas knew some shit would go wrong

Niggas comin' up short chop em' down with the chopper

Givin' em' all tones and one hand sole

Nigga stop it, show me how you do it, how ya drop it

Give my dogs a fat just to get it poppin'

Got the dope and the scale and it ain't hard to tell

Hard bound but come around where the dogs dwell

When ya least expect it, you can die any second

Nigga stop check it and dwell on it and respect it

[Hook]

[Daz talkin]

Yeah ain't no where to run and ain't no where to hide

Ha ha (Don't die) so you might as well just go on and kill yourself

(When ya least expect it, ya gon' die) ha ha ya know why (Die, die)

Nigga ha, ha (Ya can't run) yeah