[Intro]
Bra, why you talkin' that shit, huh?
(what? you heard me)
Take this shit to the streets right now (you heard me)
All that yappin' and no action ain't called for, you dig?
(for real)(what's happenin')
You don't wanna fuck with C (bad motherfuckers)
You don't wanna fuck with me (just a bunch of bad motherfuckers)
You don't wanna go to war (a bunch of bad motherfuckers)
You don't wanna go to war (some bad ass n***as)(a bunch of bad motherfuckers)

[C-Murder]
Don't play no games boy, we be bout killin'
You ain't got shit to die for you shouldn't be livin'
Get rid of the fuckin' smirk ain't a damn thing funny
All my n***as know we live for weed and money (money)
Platinum and vogues on the walls of my company
Cuz TRU n***as live life motherfuckin' G's
Presidentials and playin' in every residence
Cuz pumpin' No Limit shit is essential
I make money off the words that I speak
I flip a cassette like I used to flip a quarter key
The rap game is like standin' on the block
Every tape I sell is like a motherfuckin' dime rock
Give me the money, you can keep the bitches
N***a don't play no game C-Murder bout his riches
The money talk and bullshit walks
Pay to get dealt with
And haters get they ass kicked
[Chorus: Mystikal & C-Murder]
Don't Play no games boy
We be bout killin'
Bunch of bad motherfuckers
Just a bunch of thug n***as
Don't Play no games boy
We be bout killin'
Bunch of bad motherfuckers
Just a bunch of thug n***as

[Mystikal]
A whole bunch of bad motherfuckers
Ya we bad!
Watch us!
I ain't playin' with your bitch ass!
Even if I smoke weed all day, drankin' on King Cobra
My eyes red, my head bad, I still fuck over ya
You know the name, you know the game and the pain
Bitches still the same bigger bank higher rank
Whatcha think you're here like your shit don't stank
But you're gettin' spanked I'mma get at you forgot that thang
You bitch you wrong move I'mma get you
I got a n***a off of this muthafuckin here
Talk'n bout you been through
You mental but you been through
Fuck what your friend do and who you care to
[Chorus]

[Silkk the Shocker]
We bout murder, money, weed, ammunition, guns and drugs
Fake n***as stand correct show my real n***as some love
Mister! I live the life of a motherfuckin' thug
7 digits figure n***as still fightin' in clubs
You think you saw the worst bitch the worst is yet to fuckin' come
Up jump and take everyone and you best to fucking run
Shoot first, ask questions later
Quick before I lose ya ask what time it fuckin' was
I guess when you're too paranoid smokin' too much motherfuckin' bud
Don't play no games bitch respect the name bitch
Fuck who you came with and fuck what you sayin' bitch
You heard of Mystikal, you heard of P, you heard of me, you heard of C
Either we solo or we ridin' thirty-deep
So you can't STOP ME
I know all they can do is WATCH ME
Drop ya with your eyes closed
In a project curb apartment motherfuckin' dealin'
You wanna know why we ain't smilin' cuz we thugs we mugs
Ain't nothin' bout being friendly

[Chorus 2X]