[Intro: Esham, Moebadis, TNT]
Bruce Wayne
Moebadis, I'm back at this
Yeah, original goodfellas (Yeah)
TNT is in this bitch
Check it out

[Verse 1: Moebadis, Esham]
I serve Clarks and Kents, I'm packing heat in events
My n***a Esham, and T, equals slugs in your chest
So you best to jet, n***a, we wild like the west
Flex, we flex, trick bitches can suck a dick, heads get split
Classical ass whips for n***as who talk shit
I'm letting my 9 spit, I'm always on the grind bitch
Moebadis, back at this
N***as thought I gave up the motherfucking rhyming
But back in that ass for another fuck
When I get you, n***a, you better duck

[Verse 2: Esham]
Well it's them killers that rhyme and fuck the hoes
You might see me rolling a convertible Rolls
I washed off my dick cause I fucked your bitch
I'm underground baby, and won't ever switch
So excellent, accurate like a sharpshooter
Kilo shopping, O-Z chopping
This is for the n***as who be real with their shit
Ho ass n***as so illegit
I just want to clock cash and rock the mic
It ain't the Devil's son in law or Dolemite
I got a ho in Atlanta, says she Funkdafied
Bitch's pussy so big she's nationwide
Boy I tell you motherfuckers in the world ain't shit
So many fake motherfuckers, their counterfeit
What you saying boy, you wanna get with me
Big bank take little bank, you still ain't shit to me
[Interlude]
Still ain't shit to me
Still ain't shit to me
Still ain't shit to me

[Verse 3: TNT]
Well it's the microphone master, crashing the party
Swerving on the freeway, drunk off Bacardi
You better get your bitch 'cause I'm a hog about it
And if you think I fucked her, bitch, don't doubt it
I still move them bigs in the 'hood on the regular
Million dollar deal, making moves on my cellular
I don't give a fuck if your ho don't dance
I always wear Adidas
Screaming fuck your man, it's the T, it's the T, motherfucker it's T
I'm down with Moe, (Bite?), and Masta-M-I-N-D
Copping a quarter key from the police I flee
Busting shots at my enemies 'cause you bitches ain't shit to me