*(yukmouth)*
Yes!
(uh!)
Yes!
Welcome!
(thug n***as throw yo turf in the air!)
Smoke-a-lot up in this b**h!
(throw yo hood in the air!)
A-g-2 the ke, dmg, yes!
Let's kick this anthem sh**.
Chorus *(yukmouth)*
All of my n***as ridaz
Small time grindas, pimps and big timers
Whether it's heron or hemp wit china
I'm not a b**h on the strip sellin vagina.
(come on, come on)
Verse 1 *(yukmouth)*
n***a i'm always into somethin
If i can't beat yo a** then i'm dumpin
Give a n***a the pumpkin head deluxe
Then come back an shoot up they whole f**in function
We funkin
Rootin-tootin, smokin on blunts wit skunk until a n***a malfunction
Get in the coupe and punch it
n***as be funkin for nothin
f**in the game, another n***a done lost his name for side bustin
Fire somethin
Puffin
I put it up in the air
You n***as live to die hustlin, i'm f**in wit playas from every where
From las vegas to delaware on down to there
I'm a thousandaire
Mackin b**hes, draggin
Like "oh dear!"
Where the f** is money? don't go there
I leave yo a** stuck, hungry starvin in the middle of no f**in where
I swear
Cut off your privlage like welfare
Section 8, smoke-a-lot'll stay placed in berlin
By the end of 9-8, hell yeah
Then i'll be straight
f** off a hundred g's and still got money up in the safe
Ridaz n***a!
*(chorus)* 2x
Verse 2 *(g-mone of a-g-2-a-ke)*
Go inside the twitchin, missin, my mission i vision the hit
s**as keep watchin yo mental mix is gettin twisted
Who is this? in the kitchen wit fixings for the come up
Servin rocks on the block til it get hot snitch we ridin on ya
b**h we ridaz
Remind ya that n***as high
If i introduce you to the ditch, you don't wanna die
Is the hit
Smoke, drank already lit
Caulkin my sh**
Who you think you f**in wit?
I said recognize the mutha f**in mobb hoe
I don't know nothin, juss heard poppin by the door
Who flipped you in the river did you see g mone in the "o"
By the ???
Flippin this a-g-2-a mutha f**in ke
You best believe we rob yo spot
Why not? we rap-a f**in lot
Owe us some paper
There's no reason for us to not glock
Posted wit yo mouth open hopin that i don't squeeze
Wit a swift chopped up to his knees
Say where the cheese?
We ridaz!
*(chorus)* 2x
Verse 3 *(yukmouth)*
I'm juss a y.g.
Who snuck in the gamblin shacks
Scramblin crack wit n***as who did more years than geronimo pratt
k**as wit hands on they gats, mutha f**in murder fo' hire
Mobb attire, pupils dialated, n***a hog tied in barb wire
Torture, squeeze a n***as nuts wit plyers
Put his place on fire
Then escape juss like mcguyver wit the get-away driver
Live and direct from the projects that be gated
On some made sh**
Outlaw affiliated!
He chose to spray wit gages
Baraccaded the scene, yellow tape and white chalk
n***as who like doe, i get paid off
f** a write-off
It's tax free money
Deliver 'em a china up inside a taxi honey
Task be lookin at me funny
Know i'm a trigga happy, gats be hungry
Barkin on n***as like dmx
Beat b**hes like pms
And flee ridin a bmx, flippin ga checks at yo set
Grab the promoter by his mutha f**in neck
Don't be fooled by the rolex!
*(chorus)* 2x
Verse 4 *(dmg)*
Who in the mutha f**in hell
Nothin but regime ridaz
Southside affiliated wit big timers
Ballers
k**ers, who live in mansions off the water
Lunitiks, shippin in bricks after brick
200 percent, pure snow white c**a-cola
Straight yola all the way from the bay to minnesota
What you know bout, this face mob rida
Dumpin off on yo sh** 4 and 5 timer
Yuk, i think it's time we f** these mutha f**as up
Show these mutha f**as up, straight up drama uncut
f** they mamas
They f**in wit k**as wit seven figgas
Psycos, drinkin the bottles of nitro
Now it was yukmouth
That told me that
He got "5 on it"
And i believed that
And now you
Better believe it too
n***a i will shoot
Murder up you and you we ridaz!! (echos)
*(gun shots fire off)*