When crazy breaks, n***a is there I'm f**in crime, pack the guns Leavin n***as numb, on the f**in ground Little who*es like, Thug Life At the stoplight, bout to get up in they guts Call me Little Buckin Put Put, Psychopath Nut When they get up in your f**in case It's my little n***a down for a devil named Face What the f**, did they want? It's the motherf**in blunt, from this G's, ABC's Where the f** I'm from n***as better run if they don't catch up They a** get bucked By my motherf**in four-fifth Knock you off motherf**in, a** Not afraid to blast, give me all of the cash So I can quickly f**in dash, die, fo'-five In the motherf**in game sellin c**aine bro My f**in brain like Jesse James ... Now what the f**? You're f**in with a Psychopath Nut Put on my f**in gla**es and bout to bust a nut In your a** motherf**er as I blast see I's In the f**in cut, with a motherf**in mask on your face You shouldn't have never f**ed with a n***a from the Bates So known to pack a steel, keepin the sh**, really real Motherf**er you ducked, tried to hop up in the trunk Got bucked down, so motherf**ers really front The judge tried to understand my motherf**in deal I pack the steel, slam dunk you like Shaquille O'Neal The judge (I had to be strong.. that sh** is dope yo!) Ha ha, dang man, got some talent witcha man (Oh yeah, oh definitely) That sh** was tight Mo'