(Hook x2)
If u a thug gon’ show us shawty rush a nigga
If u a hustla cop some weights and build ya muscles nigga
If u a killa then gon' leave em’ bloody nigga
And We some playa’s so we ain’t worried bout you otha niggas

Well i cant tell you bout no otha niggas But my niggas gutta nigga
Pushing shoving mean mugging
Cocking back and bussing nigga
Yaw betta back up off me cuz’
Yaw f**k niggas don’t know me holmes
‘ont know who you thought I was but I put one off in yo dome
So yaw betta go head on
Yaw dont really wanna go head on
F**king wit a real nigga get a nigga killed
I’ll spill yo brains on a side of a building
NIGGA you ain’t gotta have my back
NIGGA I ain’t gotta carry no gats
NIGGA I ain’t gotta grab no bat
NIGGA yaw ain’t bad like dat
So talk what you know ho and not what you heard
Don’t be hating a playa cuz’ yo game is not as superb
I got niggas out on da curb trying to put out a burd
Servin to people who can’t seem to straighten out they nerves hey!

(Hook)
Yeah we real life home invaders
Dressed in all black like the raiders
Snatch slugs and niggas taters if they playin bout dat paper
Stay rollin out cana roll wit silencers and flash lights
Coming at me side ways best yo f**king posture right
Yaw niggas mistaking thinking yaw can play us like a chump
Treat cha like a baseball playa put you in a permanent slum
Niggas dump chump pump in my lap f**k da trunk
Please believe we bring the funk
Yo skull erase a chump
Everydays an episode mostly ova chanky h**s
Dat’s why I be off dem 4’s
Play da game how it goes
All we do is bob and weave
Search for ways that we can eat
Still stuck out here in the streets
Till All us got a mill a piece

(Hook)
No time for talking if you want it come n get it
F**k dat sucka talk to pop it I’m the one dats in da trenches
Totin bibles and crucifixes life ain’t bout what it seem
I sleep when im wide awoke wake up I be n a dream
Living a night mare go caulking with Steven King
You work wit a butcher knife be looking like wolverine
I run wit my dead folks my life is stuck in between
I’m one wit the holy ghost wit Satan bout twice a week
You a killa well gon and kill you a gangsta well join a gang
You a pimp well lets pimp a b***h
Get rich or just get this change
See I live bout a quarter mile I’m walking against the grain
Let’s call it like daddy call it
Wit da rest of G’s mane

(Hook)