[Intro: Kidd Kidd + Young Buck]
Glock check, AK check
Sawed off shotgun, check
You know I'm sayin' we got all that sh**
G-Unit n***a we comin' through there n***a know that
f** you mean?
Yellow tape that b**h out n***a, you know what's up boy
[Verse: Kidd Kidd + Young Buck]
I ain't that famous, I could still murk somethin'
I still I hurt somethin', I still got the work comin'
Hard headed ain't learned nothin' but drug money
Blue bandanas with a pocket full of blood money
Load the shells with my shirt to keep the prints off 'em
Go get a rental, put in work, and take the tits off her
n***a do your dirt and still ridin' clean
Big .45 stuffed inside these designer jeans
Called Buck, I need a verse that's an M16
f** you mean? How you want it? With the red beam?
From Cashville to New Orleans boy we all through there
Ay Kidd, you know I'm comin' through, don't give a f** who there
[Outro: Kidd Kidd + Young Buck]
Just call me when you need me n***a you know I'm comin' through there
You ain't gotta wait to see me n***a, you know I'm comin' through there
Just call me when you need me n***a you know I'm comin' through there
You ain't gotta wait to see me n***a, you know I'm comin' through there