[Intro: Frayser Boy]
Cut the lights out
Frayser boy, Chrome, Hypnotize minds
We bout to ride down on all these fake ass n***as
Wavin all these motherfukin flags
They dont know who the fuck side they wanna be on
We gona help them make they motherfukin mind up
Fake ass sucka ass n***as
Its goin down

[Chorus]
N***as been so serious, I can't play no games no more
N***as actin curious, but I think they know the score
N***as actin curious, but I think they know the score
N***as actin curious, but I think they know the score
N***as been so serious, I can't play no games no more
N***as actin curious, but I think they know the score
N***as actin curious, but I think they know the score
N***as actin curious, but I think they know the score
Yeaaaa!

[Verse 1: Frayser Boy]
Ima tell 'em how I really feel, ain't gon sugar coat nothin
Me and Chrome see them tone, bro we bout to go huntin
Snitchin cause you know somethin
You can't stop a real one
Catch 'em slippin go bananas n***as got to peel em
For sure its gettin hectic, its HCP respect it
I sleep with one eye closed pistol stay ready
You didn't expect this Frayser Boy and Young Chrome
He lack the family Paul and Juicy made him come home
[Verse 2: Chrome]
I'm chillin out at the Marriott, sippin on lean
Servin this n***a next door pass the morphine
Then my phone ring, its my n***a Frayser-Beezy
Sayin he know this n***a who got birds and he easy
Talkin like he the man, since he open up shop
Knowin he ain't real, ima give 'em what I got
I'm from the bricks, the project, pop 'em on the spot
Catch 'em walkin up out the door with a small package

[Chorus]
N***as been so serious, I can't play no games no more
N***as actin curious, but I think they know the score
N***as actin curious, but I think they know the score
N***as actin curious, but I think they know the score
N***as been so serious, I can't play no games no more
N***as actin curious, but I think they know the score
N***as actin curious, but I think they know the score
N***as actin curious, but I think they know the score
Yeaaaa!

[Verse 3: Chrome]
N***a I been held with a small clientele
N***as dont wanna see me I can see it I can tell
In or out the booth n***a im the damn truth
So I advise you week n***as (echo)
Slow your role lil dude or youll get yourself hurt
Fuckin with real n***as we leave blood on your shirt
Its your boy Chrome, born and raised in Tennekey
Ya we takin hits, go on run up and get split, bitch!
[Verse 4: Frayser Boy]
N***a ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Have a n***a ass missin if he fuck with us
Thats real, n***a im high too, we bout to ride foo
My pistol is my navigation I can find you
It ain't a thing n***a I can come and get witchu
I said it once, I ain't fuckin witchu bitch n***as
Wrong one to fuck with, bullets make you duck quick
Bring it to the floor hoe, wanna try your luck bitch?

[Chorus]
N***as been so serious, I can't play no games no more
N***as actin curious, but I think they know the score
N***as actin curious, but I think they know the score
N***as actin curious, but I think they know the score
N***as been so serious, I can't play no games no more
N***as actin curious, but I think they know the score
N***as actin curious, but I think they know the score
N***as actin curious, but I think they know the score
Yeaaaa!