[Intro: Koopsta Knicca]
Yeah you know what I'm sayin, these lil flodgin a** n***as
Come down on lower level actin like they hard
Off the street a** punk! yaint bout sh** n***a!
Bring that sh** to the floor n***a
Got 4 mo muthaf**in days n***a
Go get yo a** delt with b*atch!
n***a gone get yo muf**in a** put in a piledriver n***a
Bring it to the floor muthaf**a
You can't f** wit dis pimp n***a (woof woof grrrrrrr)
Don't get yo a** put into a motherf**in piledriver
Like I said aaaaa
[Verse 1: Juicy J]
It started out in 201 lock down
Me and paul in a holding cell
Waitin to use the f**in phone
Waitin to get a f**in bail
Some people think 201 is just a place for cops and robbers
n***as still smoke weed constantly, pa**ing dollars
Mace in your face when it's time to get buckwild
Cause lawyer fees are high as hell
Payin these can't even help my trial
So while I'm thinkin to myself
A n***a walked right up to me
Lookin me up and down with a frown
Smellin like a bottle of Crown
But I dont give a f**
Cuz this ho gone make me make the news
For shankin n***as in the neck
Whippin guards and takin shoes
He threw up a gang sign
I turned my back didn't pay em no mind
And when I looked around again
He threw it up another time
I said yo whats up fool
Is there somethin that your trying to prove
I ain't wit that gang sh**
He smiled and fired up a Kool
Walked a little closer to me
I'mma pull them dreads up outta his head
He didn't show no violent act
But in a low tone this is what he said:
[Hook]
k**a, k**a, whatcha gonna do?
Get blessed in the red or get blessed in the blue
On the 34th floor they got them G's claimin true
So whatcha gonna do, young k**a
[Verse 2: Lord Infamous]
Ya gotta have somebody watchin' somebody else
Aand them watchin somebody too
While you watchin everybody
Cuz they a** is out to get you
No matter if you
In the dope game
Or the rap game
Or what situation
Your in my friend
There is no such thing as a f**in friend
Maybe you out to get them secretly
They out to get you
Can't no love be in yo heart
By the way f** these hoes too
You know they just as devious as negros
That ho don't love yo a** damn fool
If you was broke she'd blow like smoke
And f** these police a** n***as, snitches pull the sword
Stab you in ya back for a muthaf**in reward
Junky muthaf**ers sittin down at the precinct
Lookin at pictures trying to indentify a n***a
On the realla man, this game is so filthy
And everybody guilty, n***as start to tripping
So keep extra clips, see
Man trust is somethin that I never had much faith in
Cuz f**in wit n***as you will end up in the state pen
[Hook]
[Verse 3: DJ Paul]
Yeah, aww sh** they shine them blues up on my candy
They said somebody done dropped the dime but these
Playa hatas can stand me
And now my burbons on the record at about eleven
In the back of the car, Im hope'n I see tha 9-7-11
.45 they done brought that dog
Me and Crunchy eye to eye while chris be stuffin his draws
I heard a roomer that damn hound done found my stash pot
I had for juice a blow
And a infared on my .40 and a Glock
Aww f**, we on our way to the duece 01 [201]
This sh** was cool to rap about but now it ain't so fun
But little do they know ben's made friends
I had to spend plenty of em
But we ain't seein no payin at least this sh**
[Verse 4: Gangsta Boo]
n***a let me ask you are you really down wit yo game
Or when you get locked up do that sh** change
Now I'm comin real, tryna know the deal
Bout you k**as, are you just some shiesty n***as
That hang around drug dealers
When yo a** be locked up
Ho, do you be like doin chores?
For so co*kin that you in
Like BDs [Black Disciples] and Vice Lords
Let this lady kick some knowledge
For n***as thats full of flodgin
Its guaranteed to get f**ed up
By them real mobsters k**a k**a k**a
Whatcha gonna do, is yo color red or blue
You f**ed up, you gonna get stuck up because you ain't true
For that simple reason, found you shakin, bleedin, in yo cell
Now yo a** done bought a one way ticket to a burnin hell
Yeah for you n***as that's thinkin that 201 is a joke
(a muthaf**in game)
You muthaf**as (watch you back n***a)
A n***a need to work that trunk ho
Rock man, rock man let me get some rock man
(rock man pa** the muthaf**in Kool-aid b**h!!)