[Intro]
(What you wanna smoke, some zazas? I brought a 'bow out)
(1Hundro did it again)

[Verse 1: HopOutBlick]
This bitch takin shots, she want me sippin', ion drink
And ion want that fuckin cream soda if it ain't pink
When we had caught one at that getty, wet his ass just like a sink
We put that flame to his brain, before he got a chance to think
Ion know why a n***a asked me is we up, like what you think?
Told the n***a he was gon' die, then he died, he got jinked
That switchy made him drop his pattern, he got caught up at the Chink
You ain't top tier bitch, we [?], we can't link
They keep sayin' they gon' kill me, I was supposed to been dead
Money got hit in his neck, that n***a posed to been dead
Ya on some shit, he tryn' put some shit to bed
N***a, fuck Ski, he got hit in his head
Bro just fucked the opp bitch, she got hit in his bed
N***a tried run, and then his back felt the lead
We had caught one in that car, he got away cause he fled
N***a, I hop out that car with that switch and see red
Ion wan hear nothin' bout Gunna cause he dead
He felt a face shot and tried to crawl but he start givin' up
And Cameron got caught on them steps, we left him sittin' up
And if my lil bros like your gun then you gon' give it up
And we been killin' shit for fun, just sent a n***a up
And damn, he shoulda had his gun, now they gotta pick him up
He caught a headshot, DOA bro, he ain't gettin' up
And Money caught a neckshot cause we was aimin' up
They tried to slide through in they jeep, no talk, flamed it up
We gotta kill seven more n***as then the game is up
They tried to clean his brains up but his brain was stuck
And I'm still with the same n***as, I ain't changed nothin'
If it ain't money talkin', don't call me, I'm hangin' up
And what you got that chain for if your chain be tucked
And if you ain't got a body you can't hang with us
And every time a n***a died, bro they namin ‘ us
[Bridge: Ybcdul]
N***a, it's Mr Disrespectful
And ion give a fuck who you is, n***a, I will disrespect you
N***a, it's Mr Disrespectful
Buddy and the Fro and the Rizzy and the Snipe

[Verse 2: Ybcdul]
Sellin' pounds of the Fro all day, that's just the usual
We in the middle of the war, ain't no such thing as mutual
Bro think he Tom Cruise, he pull up shootin' out the roof
N***a you gon' die soon, like why the fuck you think you bulletproof?
You shoulda seen his fuckin face when he heard them shots
Swervo took off, that n***a ran right on his block
Them n***as ran in the Popi's when bro bung the yop
New shell casings and bullet wounds all on the 9