(Intro : Genesis)
Okay, Okay, Bitch you know what the fucking time it is, its big pimping , so I want you on the corner right now, if you ain’t on the corner in the next hour bitch, I’ma motherfucking have your fucking head off! Start sucking some dick bitch

(Verse 1 : T.H-C Watseba)
Notice when I’m in the building, I grab all the attention from swagga jackers, backups and sidekicks, I make the main villains look like children, when they get a glimpse of me and Tyler’s pimping their eyes be the opposite of shrinking, growing in size, they can’t believe, but they can’t despise, cause everything we do has to make the haters blue, has to make everybody that never knew now that they know, they wanna become one of the bro’s, but no no no, you can’t come now, because when we was at the bottom, you was treating us like we were nothing , thinking we were bluffing, while we were puffing, but the thing that they don’t know, is every time we kick in the doors
(Chorus)
They like damn in disbelief when they feel our steez
They like damn in disbelief when they see the Hyp
They like damn in disbelief when they see the T.H-C
They like damn in disbelief when they see, the C.C, the C.C

(Verse: H.Y.P)
They want drop top G.T.I’s, I want a hot carpet mustang ride, old school 969, v8 cobra jet from the 69’s , vroom, vroom as I ride by your fucking side ,window down, bap book in your face, poetic drive by, we abide by the devil’s lie’s, murder scene’s never dramatized, swag never dead, rather commit suicide, bring it to my hood, you won’t never leave alive, my cousin packed a 9, bang bang, had to run and hide, ass paranoid, null and void, whites folks said its black noise, so black noise I made from my boom box, black boy banging Tupac, left shoes in the sandbox, fuck it they were dickies, which I rocked with my dick out, I grew up, same shit, just van’s, plus I make the pussy pop

(Chorus)

(Verse 3: T.H-C + HYP)
(T.H-C)
Like check their attitude, gotta pay gratitude, gotta say thanks to the two that give you a dead body cool, after you kick the bucket, this is what you get, a heaven sent mental stimulant
(HYP)
Damn T.H-C forgive them, they just children, hell bent on making a few cents of they mothers and the government, shit you know how we hold the covenant where the fuck they been when was writing charters for the industries parliament
(T.H-C)
Part of it was departing from it, like an aircraft rough conditions, CPT never blew us down, I’m proud of this, pimping, steez is endless
(H.Y.P)
Rappers better pay your fees, you finished, I spit holy water have you christened
(Outro)
Haha , nah for real though, you know we just fucking around on this track
(Chorus)