Released on October 3, 2006

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[Intro]

Let's fuck his ass up! {*4X*}

We fucked his ass up! {*4X*}

Now call the ambulance! {*4X*}

Flatliiiine~! {*4X*}


[Unk]

Fo'-fo' ducked off in my Chevy, let's fuck his ass up

And if a hater buck, let's beat they ass up

I'm black ski-masked up, whatever is whatever

I'm watchin niggas posted mixin fruits and goose together

I keep that black Beretta, I call that bitch my heater

And if you play me close just like a bitch man I'mma skeet ya

Them Western twins'll meet'cha, can greet'cha like a feature

And change up all your features, call the Red Cross to treat'cha

The club is off the meters, they crunk they doin they dance

Security better check 'em, or we gon' throw them hands

Now A-Town stomp that ass, watch me bow his ass up

(Ay, back up!) Call the ambulance cause now you fucked

Ready to pick yo' ass up, and take you on the stretcher

We fucked his ass up, I hope that God bless ya

Your team ain't here to help ya, you don't want it with us

I told you that we gangsters, let's fuck his ass up


[Hook]

Let's fuck his ass up! {*4X*}

We fucked his ass up! {*4X*}

Now call the ambulance! {*4X*}

Flatliiiine~! {*4X*}


[Unk]

(Flatine!) Is he gone? (Flatline!) Lil' shorty dead

(Flatine!) He bust a move (Flatline!) We rocked his dreads

(Flatline!) Fo' to your dome (Flatline!) I split your wig

I'mma grown-ass man, I don't play with fuckin kids

These niggas swear they hard, these hoes think they bad

But when it comes to beef, they all act like drags

Sissies punks and fags, yo' life is slippin fast

I hope you go to heaven, 2Pac gon' kick yo' ass

I think you need to breathe, I'm cold so niggas chill

Smoke you a blunt or kush, go try to get a deal

Niggas bustin f'real, Big Oomp we tote the steel

DJ Unk off in the 'llac, ready to twist yo' cap back f'real


[Hook]

Let's fuck his ass up! {*4X*}

We fucked his ass up! {*4X*}

Now call the ambulance! {*4X*}

Flatliiiine~! {*4X*}