[Hook]
Jack one, smack one, run off wit ya sack son
Anybody wit the loot, give it up or I'mma shoot
[Verse 1]
.40 in my hand, but n***a I check one slap one
Tote the f**ing head to the fat one
Been about that ask me about me
n***a ain't no f**ing joke
n***a play with me then upper his a** and go
I don't give a f** about a charge n***a know that
Paranoid street goon n***a and I show that
Chopper bullets raining on your a** ,where your dough at?
Tie that b**h down lay you face ,where the floor at
Cap on dawg I'mma burn me a n***a today
Fool bout my money I don't mind catching a f**ing case
Get down like the [mob?]
In my hood they raised me
n***as start a problem then that n***a gotta pay me
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Who want war with a n***a like me?
I done time been a beez in these streets
I done crime n***a you can ask the streets
n***a I ain't lyin I was raised in the streets
I do your a** mad don't be f**ing round me
Call my goons from the Chi watchem fly to Tennesee
And we'll k** every snitch we think will testify
And see how many motherf**ers wanna test me now
Hand on the trigger and n***a I do it
Dawg I don't give a f** it ain't nothing to it
Robbery my specialty pockets full for a thug
I rob by myself cause I don't trust none
[Hook]