[Verse 1: Krazy Blacc] All you do is sit at home all day sell dope and rob Heard ya homeboy snitching he was eating with the cops If them folks get behind me swear to God I won't stop Tra-5 and a backwood bumping 2pac Bout to meet my country boy's so I brought two Glocks Pray to Lord nothing happens while i'm moving this block Turn the condo to the trenches hunnid bands in the spot Label tripping bout the smell cause the gas to loud [Chorus: Krazy Blacc] (x2) Tryna get a million got it out the trenches Heard that n***a snitching I can't f** with him Hand on my Glock I think they out to get me I live the thug life I'm tryna get a million [Verse 2: M.P.A Spud] Boys in the hood is always hard menace to society that's all of my boys Pull up in them cars start pulling they cards Shooting all jokers no aces involved Beating all cases my pistol revolve Potato on the barrel my sh** is sawed off Neighborhood n***a a** off of role call All my young n***as jumping off the porch y'all and they quick to rush y'all and go an duck off I was drinking juice in the hood when I got the phone call Poetic justice with yo b**h I pull her braids out (???) Diffrent color bandannas banana hammer Ameri gangster Frank locus from Atlanta (???) k**ing n***as like Nazi's Godfather drop it off I say gracious [Chorus: Krazy Blacc] (x2) Tryna get a million got it out the trenches Heard that n***a snitching I can't f** with him Hand on my Glock I think they out to get me I live the thug life I'm tryna get a million