[Verse]

Yo, Lord, did you peep that? ("What?")

That nigga pussy, that's why I'm gon' eat that!

Live and direct, five Tec's, med hat

Hugh Hef' robes (Go 'head!)

Bang on that out-of-town nigga, 'cause he UFO (Blaow!)

Patiently press upon him ("What? Wutup??")

Ask him, "Who you know? Where you from?" ("What's up, duke?")

Watch how you pop ya gum

Empty ya pockets 'fore the cops come

When that bus take off past the light that ass better run an'–

Don't look back (No), hide if you have to

Dollar vans is running, the boats every half too

Even got a .38, don't give me no hastle

When that little brown book in your pocket, read Mathew's

Jesus Christ, brothers around here stick together like cheap rice

So run, little doggy – wolves is comin'

Tell him, London – he'd get done in

Flame broil his brains, hangin' out his onion