Get your ass out the fucking car before I shoot you, bitch

Verse 1
Them busters get they head cracked
If they touch it on my pack
You got chops? You got Macs?
Well I got that .22 in the splat
I'mma swing 'round the back
And my woadie hot got the lap
All my soldiers on attack
And you know they was love to clap
Who want beef? Who want woadie?

You can't bring it to your door
Tell me what the fuck you runnin' for
Don't tell me that you was just bluffin' hoe
Lil' cuzzy don't want no smoke
'Cause he know I'm good with the .44
They say he won't throw some bones
Well I'mma smack him 'cause he know
Them busters get they head cracked
Round these parts, man you know

Hook
Them busters get they head cracked
Right here them busters get they head cracked
Right here them busters get they head cracked
Verse 2