[Intro: Price]

Free Matt

Free Ninja

Free Ranch

B-Oh-Dub nigga you already know what it is

[Verse 1: Price]

One time

Okay, all my niggas real ones no time for the fake friends

Boy we 'bout that action we gon' get it we don't make plans

All I touch is money, tell me no I don't shake hands

I spend your main woadie up on the floor and tell her breakdance

Touch all on that cleavage niggas undeveloped like fetus

Get to playin' round with my money we gon' buttheads no Beavis, hu

Some niggas trippin'? Hold up

That's that nigga where he from and yeah so what nigga

You ain't know 'bout know pimkie-thumbin'

Ya niggas speak up on the heat then all my niggas drummin'

And if it's beef up in the streets then all my niggas commin'

Ya tryna meet well bring the heat, now y'all niggas runnin'

Behind the cam stuntin', paparazzi all back

10 thousand at the bar, what you know about that?

You ain't trynna trap, what you sellin' for?

You claimin' that you real, what you niggas tellin' for?

I get it, y'all braggers and bolsters

Get to fabricating them rappers that you see all up in them posters

I be drink the blue for my [?]

Spark that OG for my smokers

And I'm in a place so much ace y'all niggas think you playin' poker

For all you niggas bluffin', I suggest you save it

I give ya boys [?]

That's HS87 and you know we run the map

R.I.P to my haters and put a C in front of that

[Hook: Price]

Put that on some, yeah nigga I can bang that

Baby bend it over, switch it fast push your frame back

Posted in the yards, yeah that's where my gang at

B-Oh-Dub reppin' and ain't nobody who can change that

Put that on some, yeah nigga I can bang that

Put that on some, yeah nigga I can bang that

Put that on some, yeah nigga I can bang that

B-Oh-Dub reppin'

[Verse 2: Oktane]

Uhhh

You talkin' to the boss put your head up

I ain't talkin' to you girl keep your face down

This for all my niggas with their bread up

And all my girls with somethin' fat from the waist down

The ratio is 1 to probably 5

So if you got beef with us you should probably be quiet

And if you say you better than me then you probably lyin'

And anything you put that on, it probably die (turn up)

We are HS87! Who are you?

Hit is the general, I'm the sniper on the roof

Ain't no pickin' me off, pickin' me off

I ain't a bomb and you takin' me off

I don't think you'll gettin' rid of me dawg

Speaking of dogs I'm sick of them all, roof

I said it and I'm sittin' on it

If all these lames are in the game then I'm spittin' on it

See that's the team, ain't no extra ain't no gettin' on it

I put it down so good that it sound written don't it?

It's not!

I just do it baby I'm that nice

See that's Hit-Boy, that's B Mac, that's Rey Reel, that's Price

I'm Oktane [?] say I'm ugly and still like me

Take it back and I still pipe it

And if it's you then I still wife it

Eyes closed, you can not see me here

And the beat is cryin' mercy like a Lamborghini's here

Cause I bring it to any square, where you lames at?

I put that on my mama and I swear to god and I bang that

You put that on some

[Hook: Price]

Put that on some, yeah nigga I can bang that

Baby bend it over, switch it fast push your frame back

Posted in the yards, yeah that's where my gang at

B-Oh-Dub reppin' and ain't nobody who can change that

Put that on some, yeah nigga I can bang that

Put that on some, yeah nigga I can bang that

Put that on some, yeah nigga I can bang that

B-Oh-Dub reppin'

[Verse 3: N.No]

Okay, Evilside N.No bitch you know the name

Big chillin' killin' me and my gang

PT you my trooper, my nigga ain't nothin' changed

Mirror at the mirror just call it a Chevy chain

Loosin' ain't a option

You was sellin' blow up I was breakin' hoes pockets

When we had that work, niggas know we had it poppin'

Fuck with the SQ and you gon' double up your profit

Yea-yea-yea-yes, been thuggin' since we started

You niggas must be stupid a full blown retarted

To think that you can fuck we my clique

And clearly we the hardest

In probably something foreign fuck your bitch 'til she snorin'

[?] getting lifted

Usual fly Crip and that hating shit for the birds

And you niggas are flocking pigeons

Kushin' out with these bitches

Came with some other bitches

And fly whips they be kicking, [?] distance

[Hook: Price]

Put that on some, yeah nigga I can bang that

Baby bend it over, switch it fast push your frame back

Posted in the yards, yeah that's where my gang at

B-Oh-Dub reppin' and ain't nobody who can change that

Put that on some, yeah nigga I can bang that

Put that on some, yeah nigga I can bang that

Put that on some, yeah nigga I can bang that

B-Oh-Dub reppin'