[Intro: Big Bank Black & Bigga Rankin]
(Real n***a radio)
A lot of n***as count the days they been locked up my n***a
Why don't n***as just count the days they been free
Yuh, Duct Tape Mob shit n***a
Y'all fuck n***as fell the pressure we applying n***a
Don't get it twisted n***a
Trouble home n***a
431 Days free to be exact n***a
Nah mean?
I picked lil bro up in the armored truck
He told me the first day, the first--soon as the n***a opened the door guess what he say?
"Big bro I'm bout to go hard on these n***as
Ain't taking these motherfucking boots off n***a
'Til we go get that boat, with AJ's name on the side n***a" (Rest in Peace AJ)
He say he got me n***a
And I feel the motherfucking pain n***a
Y'all fuck n***as see what it is n***a
Y'all see we strong out in these streets
A n***a ain't playing n***a
We 180th-Seminole, and shootouts n***a
We beatin' these n***a ass
Taking these n***a hoes
Y'all fuck n***as know what it is n***a, mob shit

[Verse 1: Trouble]
Eh huh, think its a game if you want to
I recognize a lot of n***as keep guns on they side, but I know that they won't shoot
I kept my prison boots on for a reason (chain gang), I'mma stay in combat mode
You can call me Rambo, ammo unlimited man, I'mma really get to killing shit
A n***a keep turning they back like they don't see this shit
Its like they smokin' all the weed but don't even hit
They never in the streets but always talkin' bout they thuggin'
I grab the cannon and I really get to bustin' bitch
Gorilla Zoe know how I roll when I shot up his shit
Who goin' be next, Jeezy wanna make the list? (Jeezy?)
I get to pissin' on you pussies just for overlooking
And faking it when you know a n***a shakin' shit
I'm from the city, you ain't seen, you don't know what I mean
Them n***as shoot your whole face off, Face/Off
I gave Black the word n***a, I'mma take off
Me and [?] on the pill, posted on the hill
Just in case you don't, I bet you goin' know what it is
When I step up in this game
Trouble, Trouble, remember the name pussy
[Interlude: Big Bank Black]
Hahahahahaha
See what I'm talkin' bout?
Young n***a spittin' flames man
Ain't no mercy on you n***as man
(Fuck y'all n***as)
Young n***a got that shit cross his neck cause he mean it, man
(No mercy n***a)
Real mob shit, ya nahmean
We goin' but the house on these n***as man
We're applying pressure this year n***a
2012 and beyond we on this shit
(We want it)
Its time for y'all fuck n***as to go, n***a
(Bitch I want it)
Get your passport n***a
Fuck out the country n***a
We run this shit
Mob shit, FSC n***a

[Verse 2: Trouble]
Did you think it was a game?
When Alley told you pussy n***as that we want in
I hope not, why not? Cause I won't bend
But you will get killed, amen
Now that's word to School smokin' bogies
Aimin' for dissin' like I'm Kobe, so act like you know me
General [?] my n***a 90
My body is takin' over by liquor
Picture me callin' out shots, Pop! Pop!
Body drop, while I'm probably on the top
With the Godfather and mob brothers
Fuck Shit Crew is what I represent, too
I send ya a middle finger, pussy fuck you
Bitch play crazy, but least she gettin' fucked too
No mercy at all
Pussy we want it all
I am, Ken Nugent, one call, that's all it takes to get you
[Outro: Big Bank Black]
I told y'all n***as
(I told y'all fuck n***as), nahmean?
We goin' let the talent speak for itself my n***a
(Turn up lil bruh)
At the end of the day its fuck any n***a that ain't with this shit (Fuck 'em)
We goin' draw the line in the sand n***a (We over here)
Its us against the world n***a
(Y'all know that)
Its fuck everything else n***a (Fuck that shit)
Its Duct Tape or nothing n***a (hahaha)
Fuck Shit Crew n***a
When you see us outside we moving our body movement n***a
([??] n***a)
N***a we movin' our body temperature n***a
This shit too hot, we gettin' at ya ass n***a (hahaha)
Cool ya off n***a (hahaha)
Real shit
Fuck

[Malcolm X]
"No, I don't worry. I tell you, I am a man who believed that I died 20 years ago, and I live like a man who is dead already. I have no fear, whatsoever, of anybody or anything."