[Intro]
(KPOnTheBeat)
(Jah, heat it up)

[Chorus]
Say it to a n***a, "Owe you somethin'?"
Well, a n***a owe me somethin' too, and this what I'm gonna do
I'ma grab that chopper with that knife on front
I'm a Nawfside n***a, I can handle one (Believe that, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1]
Smoke somethin' behind my n***a, pull up and I blow my pistol
I kill a n***a bitch (Boom, boom)
Play games, watch, I zip you (Yeah)
Fuck that talkin', let's do that (Yeah)
I'm a pimp, bitch, I'm— (Yeah)
Woah, slow down, your mama in here throwin' all that ass
Yeah, I'm in my bag, I'll flash out
Make a n***a whoop yo' ass and do you bad, you gon' get dragged out
Put a switch on back that .45, it's a MAC now
You pussy broke bitch, know you might die in that 'Raq, huh
Look, look, nighttime in the Nawfside, I'm posted in the projects
All the pain I got to dissect, bitch, I'll kill you 'bout my profit

[Pre-Chorus]
If you ain't slime, you ain't one of my mine, bitch, cross the line, we slangin' iron
Stay with that look in my eyes, bitch, you gon' respect my mind
Tell a n***a, fuck him, then been waitin' outside for that bitch boy
Rock out with choppers, no guitars, I'm gon' go hard, I swear to God (Yeah)
I miss my boy, I'm goin' overboard, I tried succeedin', bitch, it's hard (Yeah)
Pop one, then I'm gone to head, doped up, I'm on my plenty meds
[Chorus]
Say it to a n***a, "Owe you somethin'?"
Well, a n***a owe me somethin' too, and this what I'm gonna do
I'ma grab that chopper with that knife on front
I'm a Nawfside n***a, I can handle one (Believe that, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2]
Out my mind (Bow), out my top now
Play, I shoot the fuckin' crowd, tell 'em, "Clear it out, now"
I just popped a Percocet, I'm foamin' in my mouth now
I go buy Z06 'Vette, inside I got that Carbon slime
She know it's beef, that boy an opp, she fuckin' lyin'
Hold on, truck-built bitch (Ah), bitch, you better pick a side
Believe me one them boys gon' die
Matter of time, I'ma dish-out fire (Now, bitch, bye)
I need a point three right now, n***a

[Pre-Chorus]
If you ain't slime, you ain't one of my mine, bitch, cross the line, we slangin' iron
Stay with that look in my eyes, bitch, you gon' respect my mind
Tell a n***a, fuck him, then been waitin' outside for that bitch boy
Rock out with choppers, no guitars, I'm gon' go hard, I swear to God (Yeah)
I miss my boy, I'm goin' overboard, I tried succeedin', bitch, it's hard (Yeah)
Pop one, then I'm gone to head, doped up, I'm on my plenty meds

[Chorus]
Say it to a n***a, "Owe you somethin'?"
Well, a n***a owe me somethin' too, and this what I'm gonna do
I'ma grab that chopper with that knife on front
I'm a Nawfside n***a, I can handle one (Believe that, yeah, yeah)