[Intro]
Ron-Ron load it up, Ron-Ron load it up
Ron-Ron, do that sh**
[Verse 1: Master Kato]
Ron-Ron load this sh** up 'cause I'm 'bout to load the TEC's in
All these b**hes want me, why these b**hes think they special?
All my n***as geekin', if you tweakin' we gon' press you
I just love this money, I got hundreds on my schedule
Lil' ho, I ain't really trippin' 'bout that lil' dough
I'm good, though, ambitions of a rider like I'm Lud Foe
MasterCard, accepted everywhere, lil' b**h, I'm good, ho
Check your grandma house, your mama house, I'm even in the hood, though
Gang bang, pistol ridin' shotty when I change lanes
Bang bang, hit her from the back, I hear my chain swang
I don't know this b**h but she just f**ed me 'cause my stage name
All these n***as' b**hes gettin' f**ed because they stay lame
Facts, all my n***as stay with the packs, yeah, that's a fact
And if you at the gate you gettin' taxed, yeah, that's a fact, n***a
And these n***as with me and they all shootin'
Got fifty of 'em off the molly and they all booted
[Chorus: Master Kato]
I'm ridin' 'round, hundred rounds on my sh**, extended, b**h
Get that work around, no, this sh** ain't endin', b**h
And if he holdin' pounds, have my n***as get his sh**
Flood the whole town, break it down, watch it flip
Ridin' 'round, hundred rounds on my sh**, extended, b**h
Get that work around, no, this sh** ain't endin', b**h
And if he holdin' pounds, all my n***as get his sh**
Flood the whole town, break it down, watch it flip
[Verse 2: Master Kato]
Hold up, I heard these n***as got him
So what's the f**in' deal, n***a, we gon' f**in' rob him?
Okay, I'm not gon' rob him but my n***as gon' solve him
Lil' n***as love the .38s, they love them problems
Ayy, 45th and Evans, n***a I came from the bottom
Stayed down with the juggin', now my shoes red bottoms
I said yeah we good, Mama, you ain't gotta stress now
Money comin' in, I just watch it stretched out, yeah
[Chorus: Master Kato]
I'm ridin' 'round, hundred rounds on my sh**, extended, b**h
Get that work around, no, this sh** ain't endin', b**h
And if he holdin' pounds, have my n***as get his sh**
Flood the whole town, break it down, watch it flip
Ridin' 'round, hundred rounds on my sh**, extended, b**h
Get that work around, no, this sh** ain't endin', b**h
And if he holdin' pounds, all my n***as get his sh**
Flood the whole town, break it down, watch it flip