I get the money everywhere that I go I bust a bitch and take her money fo' sho You ain't trying to hot box with me, I swing hard liquor Going down by the second round, all hail the underground How that sound? Xzibit backing down from a conflict Fuck the

Slumped up, slumped up try not to get fucked up Slumped up, back up, 'fore you get your head bust (Scum Gang!) Pharaoh Vice Got this FN on my body, if you feeling froggy Got my gang right beside me, ready to catch a homi- If you run up bitch I'm sorry,

And I know they know about each other I think these bitches tryna set me up Maybe I’m just paranoid Seen two of my bitches in the club Yeah, I’m paranoid, I’m trippin' I’ve been smoking, I’ve been sippin' I’m fuckin' 'round with two bitches But I never

Ran down on that bitch twice You know me I be with whatever If a bitch beef with me we gon' beef foreva Why you always tryna run and hide Always have my name up in your mouth you outta line You gon' make me pop up at your door like surprise Like come

15 racks, 20 racks, 30 racks, I got them bands Rocks with the ice on my shirt and them D&G pants Ice on my neck and no I didn't get no advance Bitch you know I'm tryna fuck and I don't wanna dance Now I can't go to the mall 'cause they know who I am I

Bitch niggas (bitch niggas) That's some good-ass weed Check it out Dawg, this game is a motherfuckin' trip man Word on the streets Everybody always tryin' to run up on me Hollerin' about word on the streets is this nigga said this Man I don't give a fuck

Everywhere I go the stick on me I can't let a nigga pick on me Lil nigga, but I'm big homie I can't keep a nigga bitch off me I've been hearing niggas slick talking Percocet got me moonwalking Young nigga tryna stay focused Niggas play we gon' lay 'em

This is sweet revenge And karma's a bitch You glutton for punishment What did you expect? Yet still you talk Try to fight but I will watch you fall A fistful of fear in my hands A bullet of betrayal in my brain

Going to the jeweler, bust the AP, yeah Slidin' on the water like a jet-ski, yeah I'm tryna fuck you and your bestie, yeah Chopper with the scope so do not test me, yeah Ric Flair drip go "woo" on a bitch Fifty-seven ninety split the coupe on my wrist

Nigga these hoes better quit it Nigga these hoes better quit Damn, hoe, shut the fuck up Nigga these hoes better quit it (quit it, quit it) Nigga these hoes better quit (quit, quit) Bitch I can see what you tryna do You got niggas outside in a line for