When crazy breaks, n***a is there
I'm f**in crime, pack the guns
Leavin n***as numb, on the f**in ground
Little who*es like, Thug Life
At the stoplight, bout to get up in they guts
Call me Little Buckin Put Put, Psychopath Nut
When they get up in your f**in case
It's my little n***a down for a devil named Face
What the f**, did they want?
It's the motherf**in blunt, from this G's, ABC's
Where the f** I'm from
n***as better run if they don't catch up
They a** get bucked
By my motherf**in four-fifth
Knock you off motherf**in, a**
Not afraid to blast, give me all of the cash
So I can quickly f**in dash, die, fo'-five
In the motherf**in game sellin c**aine bro
My f**in brain like Jesse James
...
Now what the f**?
You're f**in with a Psychopath Nut
Put on my f**in gla**es and bout to bust a nut
In your a** motherf**er as I blast see I's
In the f**in cut, with a motherf**in mask on your face
You shouldn't have never f**ed with a n***a from the Bates
So known to pack a steel, keepin the sh**, really real
Motherf**er you ducked, tried to hop up in the trunk
Got bucked down, so motherf**ers really front
The judge tried to understand my motherf**in deal
I pack the steel, slam dunk you like Shaquille O'Neal
The judge
(I had to be strong.. that sh** is dope yo!)
Ha ha, dang man, got some talent witcha man
(Oh yeah, oh definitely)
That sh** was tight Mo'