[Intro: Blue Pesos]

(Miss U made this)

(Holy1k)

Bitch

[Verse 1: Blue Pesos]

It's a rumble in the jungle, smack down or brought a thumper

"P, why you so rude?" Bitch, shut up, what the fuck?

Mop sticks in the trunk, 2Pac, hit him up

Why you talkin' so much? Put a muzzle on his mouth

All these hatin'-ass niggas look like Oscar the Grouch

I need the wonton soup, I'm in Kim Juan house

Just as soon, I'ma shoot, I got mops in the couch

The way we wet the nigga up, look like he died in the fountain

Baptise him and drown him, talibans, Bin Laden

If they ask, I'm just a rapper, guns, what? How that happen?

How we did him, it was tragic, bullets in his forematic

True flu flammer, through the pots and pans, I'm causin' havoc

A bunch of cornballs, thought we was just playin' and we blasted

What's up with all the racket? Guns out, so what's happenin'?

Sorry, Swiper, no swipin', big buddah, you can't havе it

All these compliments, you sound likе the Ruler, man, I'm flattered

Shit, grab the cannons, nigga, panic

Eyes open, can you dig it? I don't think you understand it

Made him breakdance, walkin' in with MC Hammer

I ain't a pimp, but if she play with my money, I'ma slap her, bitch

[Chorus: Blue Pesos]

Lights, camera, action, lights out, fatties out

Iced out, bustdown, whole gang showin' out

Shit

I guess we finna chalk him out

Sit him down, hit him with these rounds, you know what we about, bitch

Lights, camera, action, lights out, fatties out

Iced out, bustdown, whole gang showin' out

Shit

I guess we finna chalk him out

Sit him down, hit him with these rounds, you know what we about, bitch

Lights, camera, action, lights out, fatties out, nigga

Iced out, bustdown, whole gang showin' out

I hear a nigga speak on the Stincs, I'ma blow him down

Shit, nigga

Sit him down, hit him with these rounds, you know what we about, nigga

[Verse 2: Duffy]

Shit, you know what we about

I'll get to showin' out in here, he better watch his mouth

Lights, camera, action, chop suey, had to chalk him out

Beams in the night, nigga, lights out, fatties out

Uchies what we talkin' 'bout, bitches throwin' ass around

Chiefin' got me rollin' loud, step wrong, he out of bounds

Mud spillin', Glocks out, fatties out, rollers on me

[?] keep on starin' at my loafy, I might drop it on her

Niggas know they better not say nothin', they get no points

Two bitches tryna get up on me and they both joints

Put on a show, this is scene one, take one

Ain't no time to play, I brought a K in case he fake tough

Need to wake up, he broke, let me find out

Lame-ass average Joe blendin' in the crowd

Too greedy Stinc Team, buster shit is not allowed

Big bank buddah, breakdancin' with the lights out

[Chorus: Blue Pesos]

Lights, camera, action, lights out, fatties out

Iced out, bustdown, whole gang showin' out

Shit

I guess we finna chalk him out (Holy1k)

Sit him down, hit him with these rounds, you know what we about, bitch

Lights, camera, action, lights out, fatties out

Iced out, bustdown, whole gang showin' out

Shit

I guess we finna chalk him out

Sit him down, hit him with these rounds, you know what we about, bitch