[Intro: Mac Dre]

I'm retchy, I'm retchy, boy

Let's do it, let's do it

[Verse: Mac Dre]

Yeah, man, we be jammin'

Come through in the old school slammin'

In my trunk, is a cannon

If it's funk I leave no man standin'

Stalk the streets of the 'sco like Reggie Hammond

Go strong to the hole like Ed O'Bannon

Hennessy with the lemon, just me and some women

Big butts stretch the fuck out they jeans and they denim

I always get my macking on; yes, I keep it cracking, holmes

When it's funk, I'm cracking domes; black up then I'm smashing home

[Chorus: Rydah J. Klyde]

Yo, yo, they say they love you 'cause they feel you, yo

Or maybe 'cause they hear my record on the radio

Yo, yo, but if they ever tried to play me though

I stop the music, grab my tool and let it go

Oh no, this ain't a love song, it's murder that I wrote

This ain't a love song, it's murder that I wro-o-ote