[Intro:]

Hey Dre I see you nigga, hey tell them niggas this is out man. Tell them how it's never with no (?) we're still standing man, know what I'm saying?

[Bridge:]

Hell naw, they don't want it with us

Hell naw, they don't want it with the squad

Hell naw, they don't want it with the boy

Hell naw, they to go to war!

[Verse 1:]

They like - I can't believe you fuck with Dre but

I heard some shit about him, Jiggolo he gonna rape ya

And they don't even know the half

A 100% of (?) I look at 'em and laugh

And we deceased, that's the word on the street

And please quit (?) the crown (?) cheap

And what about me man? They in my motherfuckin' business

But Suave House started it, you know we gonna finish

That's the situation brah, benefits and incentives

That means I'm countin' stacks while you niggas gettin' (?)

Get your motherfuckin' mind right, be about your business

Jiggolo here for the limelight, the flow is so relentless

The beat's nasty, somebody call the censors

Put it in your deck and they gonna beat them 12 senseless

I driveby on the beat without a witness

That's 16 shots without a single apprehension

[Hook:]

We been trill, been real, been stuntin'

Been pimpin', done, done it, still on that shit

We been ridin' big cars, big rims

Thick broads, low (?), cause they on my dick

[Verse 2:]

So we was gone for a minute, observe and yea we back

Dre said get that ass, no pity, don't cut 'em slack

You, you lukewarm, I'm fire, I'm really that

I'm so much flyer, Force 1's and fitted cap

Man up, that's the squad, we hotter than plenty cats

But, players like pussies get clapped up like pity-pats

Man, I'm in the hood, but naw, I ain't in the trap

You guessed it, I'm with your bitch, she lives up in my lap

Naw, I let the speakerbox jam

She loves B-E-P, so where I am?

Then I hop in the Chevy and get ghost

We been ridin' 24's, so your (?)

Yea, 26's to be exact

Got the top down, titties out, 12's in the back

And I'm done hot, spit it while I Jig on the track

I can show them cool, this is where it's at

[Hook:]

[Verse 3:]

Man, they see my crockpot I'm in the kitchen

I mean that literal, cook it up like Emeril

Hip-hop general, get off my genitals

10 to your bitch because she love to get physical

Reach pinnacle, she swallow all the minerals

Does her body good, she love milk, and it's identical

Subliminal, shots flow criminal

If I call you out leave your career condition critical

Have you feelin' pitiful

I represent the South where we so hospitable

But niggas quick to spit a few

Shots, and they clinical

They don't give a fuck man, don't make them niggas get at you

You gonna need a miracle

Just so you can see it through

Say I ain't the shit, nigga must be sniffin' chemicals

Tell you what the (?)'ll do

Take over the industry, got these niggas into me

That's why (?) middle finger to the enemy

[Hook:]