[Intro]
Thug n***a, Gangsta B up in this mothafucka
Prophet entertainment bitch
We thick as a sum bitch, better watch yo' self ho
Yeah n***a scarecrow, b.i.c.t.o.r.s.t.s.t.v trick
Yeah the D-b.o.ne bitch
Big ride Lil Cheese and Slick in this mf
Most deffinantly gauge shell mafia
Taylor baby and some more bitch, yes sir
You better recognize this south Memphis shit n***a
Too thick n***as

[Verse]
Mind in the wind and the gin keep me loc'n up
Brain cells might be dead but instead, be be coming up
If I make something out myself
Would that ease up off my pain
They say I should pray each night and day but it ain't helping mane
Down on my hands and knees
Face all in my satin sheets
Jumped up and get dressed up fo one mo day in these city streets
Underground did I clown
Now it's time to rock the nation
Occupation pushin' bacon
S.P.V we got'em shakin'
Dreaming that the end of my road I might be alone
Or will it be Gangsta and Big Chug making it on they own
My click
My click so thick
My click so thick so watch yo fuckin' self ho
From s.p.v lil Taylor street gotta represent from the dough
I hit the bushes screaming gangsta thought I saw myself or
Or is that Dank Boy yellow drank that got me thinkin bout y'all
Or maybe Slick got a n***a so geeked
That gangsta sit back and chill
My n***a Rico from south Texas
Chauncey Robert and Will
But it's a few that I won't name unless I'm strapped with that thing
I walk the streets without pv cause Gangsta's name's all in vain
My click so thick
My click so thick so watch yo fuckin'self ho
From s.p.v to s.p.l gotta represent from the dough
Brother B and my cousin Kevin Mullis came up quick
Cause back in the day Charles and Dre
The paved a way for us tricks
Me and Marcus Eazy-B
Chillin-C was like brothers
'cross the street was Ms. Rachel
That mean plenty mothafuckas kiefin'
Mane Mane, Charlie Mac and Marco
Cousin Jake
V.p.o.i down with me ho
Lil Man and Big Broad from the start was so straight to me
Laughing on the floor
Sellin' dope
D-b.o.n.e
Charlie and His brother Snow
Down if you didn't know
Little Chees be cool with B but Detroit Mo is in this ho
Up till the early morn'
Tucked in the cut with no words to say
Callin' up Dirty in a hurry
G's be on his way
Thuggin with my n***a Slick Bit
From a fuckin' fifth hip bout to bust
Cause I lust when they run their lip
Gangsta representing ten toes down
Keeping my face turned 'round
Places turning lame mothafucka's into fuckin' clowns
My click so thick
We thick like shit better watch yo'self ho
From s.p.v to Taylor st. gotta represent from the dough
But it's the g with me East Mane
Trustees be lockin my shit
Cause on the floor they be sellin' dope 24 hours lil bitch
Now turn the corner if ya wanna
Or at least pack with them thugs
Now packing straps if you gon' switch to kill a man on the plug
Now pow n***a
Got still n***a
Cause you ain't real n***a
Most n***as die because their life wasn't protected n***a
I got a gang of mothafuckas on the fuckin run
Malt liquor sipp'a thug n***a till my bank get bigger
Now hit the carwash, shotgun as we roll a blunt up
While dodging Rodney Zero T ain't got a damn thing on us