Shut the fuck up boy
You starting to piss me off (Hey)
Shut the fuck up boy (We did it baby)
You starting to piss me off (Hey)

Hey, shut the fuck up boy
You are starting to piss me off
Take your hands off that girl (Yeah)
You have already had enough (Chuuch!)

Hey, shut the fuck up boy
You are starting to piss me off
Take your hands off that girl
You have already had enough

GLC:

My style lit now outside n***as get
Chi-town po po hate to see a playa grow
Told bout the old pro playas in the Figueros
Get your money first — then get your hoes
Came in the game real as fuck as I came up
Gs in the streets honor me bring my name up
First Caddy that I flipped shit—it was paid for
Earned my stripes getting links getting paper
Clowns talking down n***a I ain't stuttin’
Heavy is the ear wear the crown, n***a, I ain't budgin'
Public enemy, family I can’t trust 'em
Eatin' shows by these hoes I was mack lovin'
I was so bogus playa I would mack cousins
They was fine as hell they was in my black Cutlass
Hate is stayin' on my mug fuckin' Mack substance
With the hoes while they talkin' bout that subject
Hey, shut the fuck up boy
You are starting to piss me off
Take your hands off that girl
You have already had enough

Hey, shut the fuck up boy
You are starting to piss me off
Take your hands off that girl
You have already had enough

Trouble Andrew:
Just woke baby baby feelin' so fine
Trouble Gang’s really and you don’t stay high
Ain't no chickens even though they stay fried
Stayin’ so cool make 'em wish it this time
See one take on your wrist with your life
Don't talk back don't walk that line
One shot round maybe just to watch ’em I
Make a lot of cash and deliver fast lines
MC when it's comin' won't believe it till you rhyme
[???] And I'm feeling yeah, I want yuh
It's too lit
Yeah it's too lit yeah yeah yeah yeah
Too bad too lit
It's too lit yeah yeah yeah yeah
Hey, shut the fuck up boy
You starting to piss me off
Hey, shut the fuck up boy
You are starting to piss me off
Take your hands off that girl
You have already had enough

Hey, shut the fuck up boy
You are starting to piss me off
Take your hands off that girl
You have already had enough

GLC:

Nine by my side how I'm doing man I'm doing fine
Chi state of mind exercise grind all the time
Southside n***a forty broads man he gon' flip
Westside n***as say it stack chips (get ripped)
Wang in the car and I'm showin' up for your bitch
Never trust a trick that shit is inappropriate
Praise run the game can't explain n***a I ain't get it
I don't want fame for the grain n***a I ain't gettin'
Sock spit in get in where you fit in
Don't say shit n***a if you ain't live it, shit
You a pest to me this pimp shit is so fresh to me
Mackin' is my stress and this what you suggest to me?
What it really is? GLC gon' handle his
King on handle wheels make this shit so scandalous
Haters brandishin', bogus and he know he lyin'
Putting in a thousand hours, hatin' me in overdrive
Hey, shut the fuck up boy
You are starting to piss me off
Take your hands off that girl
You have already had enough

Hey, shut the fuck up boy
You are starting to piss me off
Take your hands off that girl
You have already had enough