Skrt, uh, uh, drop it on my cock Skrt, I'ma hot nigga, no pot Skrt, niggas still getting buns, hot dogs Skrt, niggas not fucking with ya, coleslaw Okay, okay aight, huh Uh, okay, haha Nigga drop this one Woah, Kenny Uh, okay, baby be calling me "Hercules"

Bust that, gimme that, nigga get clapped And clap a bastard in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh) And clap a nigga in the first degree (uh-huh uh-huh) Some niggas need the henny to endure the drama All I need is information on your crib and armour When it

Y'all need to give it up we don't give a fuck What y'all niggaz want thug, life, is, mine Yeah, yeah (ha ha ha ha) uh-huh, yeah yeah (Ha ha ha ha ha ha] Huh yo, you know it Infamous ninety-nine (infamous ninety-nine) (Ha ha ha ha) Infamous two thousand

That nigga nice, that nigga mean, switch it up That nigga raw, that nigga green, switch it up That nigga lost, he in the lead, switch it up I'ma get money by any means, run it up Uh huh, to be, or not to be? Havin' 'em lit, if it ain't homicide I don't

This is the Invasion! The Evil Genius Green Lantern! Immortal Technique, "The 3rd World" (It's on now motherfucker - ha ha, drop) You ain't got the right to bear arms, huh? Sometimes you might have to brandish a motherfuckin firearm (Lick shots, lick

I am my hair, I am my hair Hair, hair, ha-ha-ha-hair I've had enough, this is my prayer That I'll die living just as free as my hair I'm as free as my hair I just wanna be myself Free as my hair, hair, hair Hair, hair, hair (Uh huh, uh huh)

Ayy, pull up on 'em, hey, make 'em run, hey, pussy Ayy, pull up on 'em, hey, make 'em run, hey, yuh (Ayy) Uh, pull up on 'em, hey, make 'em run, hey, yuh (Huh?) Uh, big tag, uh, Gucci, uh, on my bag, uh Pull up on 'em, huh, get them running, uh Ayy

I want you to keep rocking me You can rock me baby You can rock me all night long Rock me baby, rock me baby, rock me baby, huh Little girl, you can rock me all night long, now oh, now Just keep on rockin' me little girl, girl Honey 'till my back ain't

Every lie you tell comes true (true) But I still wanna be with you (you) I blame it on you (yeah) Bad boy make a bad girl, bad boy make a bad girl I blame it on you, I blame it on you You, I blame it on you, I blame it on you Uh-huh, so good, but I know

We mash up the place Turn up the bass Pack up and run We'll pack up and run We'll pack up and run away, huh? And make them all have fun Make it burn them And we will end your week