(Verse 1 - Luci4)
Loko
Catch yo ass [?]
With my set off the drugs getting racks at the mall
If you trip you get hit, if I shoot you gon' fall
And you don't get no cash, not a bit, not at all
Ima rob [?], swear that n***a actin' real
Yo bitch call me [?], if I take the fuckin pills
Caught that n***a by himself, and you know the fuckin deal
Record labels tryna fight, [?]
[?], two cribs in the hills
Record labels tryna fight, [?]
Record labels tryna fight, [?]
Record labels tryna fight, [?]
Black money boyz deathrow, fuck n***a

(Verse 2 - 333EVOL)
Cocaine addict, she suck dick for a few bucks
Bitch don't fuck with me, I'm a pimp so she don't trust
[?]
Finna get dappered up
Slidin' in an Acura, cloud that shit up
You don't want no problems boy, back that shit up
Fuck Undaworld and I back that shit up
45 get to clappin' to back yo shit up
Come to Oakland n***a, ooh, swear to god
Fuck Undaworld y'all ain't really mob
Fuck that n***a El he ain't really squat
Fuck that n***a Radez, who the fuck is that
They all hella broke and that is a fact
The proof is all in the pudding
45 give him his shit back so all he eat is pudding