[Intro]
Look..
Listen here (Yuh)
Yeah,
I got 'em
This for all them punk a** n***az in this sh** (I got 'em)
If you a punk a** n***a you gon feel this in your heart (I got 'em)
f** n***az
[Chorus] x4
Mutha'f** them n***az
I'mma burn them n***az
I'mma take them n***az with me
[Verse 1]
If it was a fifth, we'd all get f**ed up
These p**y a** n***az got the game twist up
Cause everybody hard, everybody real
Everybody ballin', everybody k**
Everybody slick, everybody smoothe
Everybody packing, what the f** them n***az gon' do
Everybody pimpin', everybody mob
Everybody bout to get mutha'f**az robbed
These n***az f**ing with the wrong one, pistol whip with the big gun
Extra-clip with an attitude, "What the f** am I dog food?"
Bite the hands that feeds me, cause I don't need these
Cracker mutha'f**az that I always see, constantly
Try and compare me to, f** n***az do what you do
Im thee original, multi-dimensional
But these ol' p**y boys, want to be Pastor Troy
Bout to get blast on, "where the f** is my mask homes?"
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
Everybody want to put violence in they rhyme
They love +50cent+, cause he got shot 9 times
But what about me, I dun' shot 9 mutha'f**az
Left a n***a in his yard fa' his mother
I shot the brother, I shot the aunt
I f**ed the sister, and smoked a blunt
I'm on the hunt for +Red October+,
Leave them n***az bleeding blood out them Range Rovers
Until its over, you know that I'm gunning
We looking for n***az, that frontin' and stuntin'
My n***a I'mma be dumping some sh** got them bombs from Russia
Some sh** that I got runs deep, gonna hush ya'
n***a!
[Chorus]