that god damm dope...yeah hoe yeah hoe(all throught the song)
we gotta come like we get down 'n' dirty for our figas, we gotta come like we 
be quick to pull back on some triggas, we gotta come you know that devil shit 
is still up in us, we mafia niggas, we mafia niggas,(this chourse 1 more time)
so that wicked got some shit you bitches neva saw i come wit shakas and they 
bumpin now ill break the law, i cut the air for you breathe, whill im blazin on 
theses greens....something anbout trees)..we'll take yo leg all off, you chokin 
from exhaust, you lost up in the sauce, you stumble against the wall,dont play 
with lord at all, you didn't listin now you pissin down yo leg and got a gun 
against yo head, you know im headin for a bloody ball? im tryin to go for boss, 
prepare for all the cops, i got'em possin when i toss it and we'll get 'em all, 
im dirty for the calls, bitch dont you hit the balls, i'll lock you bitches in 
the ice box when its full of frost, bitch dont you know when i am high i leave 
a dimplo, cock back this pistol and i'll pop you like a pimpo (pimple), i got 
the 2, and the stones, in yo home, with the chrome, you alone, and the rest is 
very simpo (simple) 

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aint no nigga dont play with me, play wit me my nigga im gonna lay ya in the 
street, all i came for is cheese, maybe thats hard to belive, im gonna lock 
down a load and let yo bitch ass bleed, let y'all know that i came, wit some 
shit up my sleeve, know what i mean my nigga its only just me slit a line down 
my sleeve? something put some lead in yo heart, its only the sick shit, dont 
get shit started.