Lord Fubu
Dumb Bwoy!
[Intro]
Fubu got that flame

[Verse 1: yvngxchris]
Uh, I was thirteen when I had my first Glock in the closet
I was a youngin' learning how to pop it
Y'all n***as weird, y'all n***as outta pocket
All of my young n***as really pop shit
Give me your money, it wasn't an option
Chinese plug, pull up with a chopstick
Y'all n***as shitty at rapping, y'all making me nauseous

[Verse 2: Lord Fubu]
Uh, I was fourteen when I had my first toolie in the shoebox
Run it up, then I got a new Glock
And I ride with a stick like it was The Boondocks
Your bitch keep her head up, n***a, no 2Pac
You stay in the ocean, go back to your jukebox
Too much to hide, so I'm carrying two socks
I need them hunnids, them fifties, them blue knots

[Verse 3: yvngxchris]
I need them hunnids, them fifties, them blue knots
K on my head, but I carry two Glocks
Lookin' around, n***a, lookin' too lost
I keep the Glock in my fuckin' shoebox
I told that boy, "You a motherfuckin' dumb boy"
Pull up in that Bimmer, you takin' the bus, boy
I got the Glock in my motherfuckin' hand
If you runnin' up on me, you must be a goddamn dumb boy
[Verse 4: JAYTHEDØN]
Slide through the block, you must be a dumb boy
And that bitch dick suckin', but my name ain't Youngboy
Dirty work, but don't call me a busboy
Hunnid shots on your block, finna bust, boy
Big Rollie, not my bitch, that's a bust down
He got a stomach, so we fucking emptied his guts out
The sun ain't up, so we brought our real guns out
I'm workin' that bitch, now I got her slumped out, uh