What's crackin man?

Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yeah yuh yuh yeah yuh yeah
Word
Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yeah yuh yuh yeah yuh yeah
Ay shut up man just put the beat on homie
Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yeah yuh yuh yeah yuh yeah
Sick of this junk
Yuh yuh yuh yuh yeah
You better act like you know

[Verse 1: Sevin]
Uh, uh
It's the rebirth beat
I've returned where the worst sleep
Trained to spit octane bangin a work beat
My gang'll be God danged
If hangin in cursed streets
Remains to be our thang
We ain't slavin' to work cheap
At first leap
I combust a rehearsed piece
Statistic like crack sales just in the first week
We turf heap
And by the name we convert sheep
Poppin' hotter than the lava the crust of the earth leaked
Used to catch me in the back streets
And runnin' from the po's like a athlete
In your sneaks
When the 4 pop off we blast heat
Trouble up out the back seat
Til rivals is wrapped up in dirt sheets
But things changed mane
Now I'm perchin' in church seats
Still 14 inches suspension my kit's sleek
Poundin down sick town strips with thick beats
Still get love from the bloods
And cuz that crypt keep
Cause the thug that once was still loves his streets
C'mon