Verse one
I'm livin' in hell, where all these n***as
Got stories to tell, I be blasin't on these bitch n***as
Servin' well, and the company I keep, be the scum of the earth
Body tated, hair matted, sellin' Key's if you fuck wit these
Law breakin' n***as scream, fuck the police
We gonna ball fo, the lil n***a shit
What the fuck you figure?
Timbaland boots, forty-fives wit nicket plates
Findin' n***as dead, bring'em home and I can't wait
If n***as is real, then they ain't scared to split 'em
All that job-ownin' shit, fuck you,I ain't wit'em
Cuz, when I say jump, n***as say
How high? or I stabb you in ya fuckin' eye
Now let's get busy n***a

Chorus
Yall n***as, wanna ride tonight?
How many n***as, in the house feel live tonight?
We get Money Over Bitches, cuz we ain't scared to die
Live and die by the code, theres on reason why (2x)

Verse two [Fatal]
Keep it comin', these n***as get done in
On any run in, I smrik and jerk, on any trigga
Puttin' in work, then past it off, to my little man
Like he blast it off, beyond that, ?
Criminile, genarile, wit ruff forty five cap
Endin' ya whole stat, I'm the master of this fuckin'(fuck yall)shit
So I'm a be buckin' shit, ya don't know who you fuckin' wit
Yall spaced out duckin' quick, the number one parolly
Slap shots like a goalie, the forty Glock like steel totin'
Up shorty rocks, gettin' money wit the forty cop

Chorus (2x)

Verse three
Some n***as, kinda of coke
Scared to bust, and I be lookin' through ya ass like you
Plexey glass, so I send my pretty bitch
Swingin' tits and ass, preal hander on her burner so she
Blastin' fast, alot of n***as know my rep
But it don't mean shit, til you witness to yourself
How live it get, and I never let no rhymin' ass bitch
Share a mic wit me, until I see her versatility
You get the fuckin' picture, I swear by everythin' spit in my rhymes
It's only hollow points I spit out my nine
Drillin' n***as on the block, when I'm passin' through
I bust six, in the air n***a, just for you
And if I ever get caught sleepin', which I ever doubt would happen
I'd be the last n***a rappin', I'll keep my fuckin' guns clappin'

Whatever though, fake ass n***as will never know
Smellin' they own shit, when I rip the Berrta slow
The nine milly, the fake thuggs n***as thats gettin' silly
Blowin'em and showin'em, cuz my dogs don't know'em
I don't give a fuck, how small big and tall
Come get me, and I talk on how square yall are
Attack adicts, spray mattics, wit liquid
And the toughest on ya squad, can't ride wit bizniss
I don't know what these n***as, be thinkin' when they see me
N***as call me whodni, blast and poof like a genie
I stack whack rappers, and stick'em like cornerbacks
Yall n***as is jumpin' jackz, and bluffin' on wax
Thinkin' you can clown me, me and my little town we
We lost n***as, fo life, out here they can't drown me
I'll be buried alive, the mic will dig me back up
To tall for lust, I bend these bitches when I fuck

Chorus (2x)

Muthafuckin' M.O.B you ain't seen shit yet, what