[Intro: Master P]
Yo, what's up nigga? This the colonel, MP
But uh, Fiend nigga, it's your muthafuckin' time to shine
You gon' mix this shit up with Bun B and Pimp C
U.G.K. and Fiend? This straight for all the niggas in the hood
Niggas on the corner, every nigga in the penitentiary
Nigga, this busta muthafuckin' free, this for all the real niggas and bitches out there, ya heard me? No Limit style
Told y'all muthafuckas ain't No Limit
[Verse 1: Bun B]
You muthafucka, I don't feel where you comin' from
I don't like your zone, bitch, your microphone pitch
Your tone switch sound like you wanna dig your own ditch
It's my pleasure to bring the shovel you been lookin' for trouble
So me and C and Fiend gon' burst your bubble on the double
Hut one, hut two, march nigga, fire off that torch nigga
Straighten it out like starch nigga
When I'm parched nigga, take a sip of some kerosene
Mixed with promethazine, turn your block to a terror scene
Shit you ain't never seen
Twenty millimeter tank rounds eatin' up everything
Nowhere to run, hide or back down
I put my mack down, picked up my ass kicker
Cause it blast thicker, hose and get off in that ass quicker
The last nigga figured, he had a chance
Took a glance at that chopper, shit in his pants
Make the murder man dance
We shine like clusters, to leave you in the dust
Cause we tryin' to get rid of all you haters
And you muthafuckin' bustas
[Chorus: Fiend]
Boy, we down south bangin, rollin with these hustlers
Tryin' to get rid of you haters and you bustas
Down south slangin, rollin with these hustlers
Tryin' to get rid of you haters and you busters
Down south slangin, rollin with these hustlers
Tryin' to get rid of you haters and you busters
Down south slangin, rollin with these hustlers
Tryin' to get rid of you haters and you busters
[Verse 2: Pimp C]
I got the cocaine lady, white lady, by the key
I get them whole for ten, double up for seventeen
Two out of one, step on it to win
They essay's is my partna, mafia stamp on the end
Two block solid, each one worth one
I rock it up my seven and I chop it up with Bun
A pocket fulla stones, hollin 'bout a wrong
Smokin', ridin' dirty, got a chip up in my cellphone
Keep this shit pumped, get to pop the trunk
Feelin' light headed off some California skunk
And bitch I come from Texas and love to sip the lean
I'm down with DJ Screw and bitch it's U.G.K. and Fiend
And we ridin' with some killas, niggas 'bout that drama
Pimp like a wheelers, and bitches like piranhas
I'm Sweet James Jones: a pimp and a hustler
Tryin' to get rid of all you haters and you muthafuckin' pussy ass bustas
[Chorus: Fiend]
Boy, we down south bangin, rollin with these hustlers
Tryin' to get rid of you haters and you bustas
Down south slangin, rollin with these hustlers
Tryin' to get rid of you haters and you busters
Down south slangin, rollin with these hustlers
Tryin' to get rid of you haters and you busters
Down south slangin, rollin with these hustlers
Tryin' to get rid of you haters and you busters
[Verse 3: Fiend]
What's the sense of it all?
Pimpin', powder, and pussy tryin' to make pennies
Payin' off, so friendly to flip with my people give me
If any doubt, the south, in every show today, blown away
From the wrong way, I'm killin' these niggas the Jones way
Let the psalm say, he died as a hater
Sooner than later, shoulda popped 'em since the incubator
My life is droppin heron, at the Sharon
Lookin' death dead on knowin' I was dead wrong
From the sad songs, have you been to my city?
If you ain't got shitty, everything is far from pretty
But I'm one bad fucker that's always claimin' tank
Niggas know N.O., dank, and elevate
My rank, what you call it? Bustin' out the Expedition
Fiend pimpin', blowin' up corns, coke and cat emissions
My livin', resist the No Limit and stashin' a duster
Servin' the cluckers, poppin' it undercover
We gettin' rid of bustas
[Chorus: Fiend]
Boy, we down south bangin, rollin with these hustlers
Tryin' to get rid of you haters and you bustas
Down south slangin, rollin with these hustlers
Tryin' to get rid of you haters and you busters
Down south slangin, rollin with these hustlers
Tryin' to get rid of you haters and you busters
Down south slangin, rollin with these hustlers
Tryin' to get rid of you haters and you busters
Down south slangin, rollin with these hustlers
Tryin' to get rid of you haters and you busters
Down south slangin, rollin with these hustlers
Tryin' to get rid of you haters and you busters
[Outro: Fiend]
Punk motherfucker!