(*Talks*)Don't these n***as know we murder n***as for real man?
(*Sings*)Fucking around with Z-Ro n***a ya dead wrong (dead wrong) dead wrong (dead wrong)
(*Talks*)Know I'm saying, when I walk in the motherfuckin club n***as be hatin, but guess what I see though
(*Sings*)I see some n***as tonight that should be having they head stomped (head stomped) head stomped (head stomped)

Z-Ro Verse:
Excuse me, get off my motherfuckin toes
I ain't got no love for you motherfuckin hoes
Raise up, 'fore a n***a blaze up
I'd be the n***a that'll tear yo face up
With a left, a right, I'm out-of-sight, I'm boss
I don't give a fuck, you see me flippin when I floss
Riding with the Trae, riding with the Jay'ton
Riding with my brother, brother, then we be on
On a money making mission, Stackin our feddy
The world ain't ready, so heavy like a Chevy
Slow it down going down, we gon put it up
If you talking shit to us bitch, we shoot it up
Talking bout yo block now, I be riding with my Glock now
It's non-stop now, around the clock now
Gotta get my motherfucker paper
Stacking up my chips like Lego
Hey ho, I just want some brain
That's that n***a Trae, that's my right-hand man
Man, N***a we gotta master plan
Nothing but thousand dollars spreads up in our hands
Fuck going to jail, gotta make bail
We living in hell, so what the fuck oh well
And I don't give a damn, as long as a n***a stay free
Out here sippin codiene blowing on tree
At ease, motherfucker, just relax
In my pocket, I gotta bunch of green backs
And that's fact, I wouldn't tell no lie
If you run up, I put a swoll on your eye
Don't even try to run up on that water
I beat the n***a like a motherfuckin motor
Like a transmission, and I'm standing up hustlin
On the motherfuckin corner and I'm scufflin
To get my motherfuckin cheese my motherfucking bread
And you get one up in yo head
If you running up, trying to take what mine
And in my fucking pant's line, I got that iron
Under my elastic, I'll put flowers up in a basket
For a bastard, to get his ass kicked
Try to fuck around with n***a that roll with plastic
Yeeaaahh....
(*Talks*)Alright, Know I'm saying
(*Sings*)I don't know why motherfuckers up in my face bumping they gums
Lately..
(*Talks*)All that gum, and then he said here
(*Sings*)I don't know why motherfuckers up in my face bumping they gums
Yeeaahhh....Lately...What the fuck do you want with me?
(*Talks*)Feel me
(*Sings*)S.U.C
(*Talks*)That's my clique
(*Sings*)S.U.C..
(*Talks*)That's my fam
(*Sings*)And it can't stop...
(*Talks*)Till I D-I-E
(*Sings*)Fuck around, In HTOWN...
(*Talks*)Texas
(*Sings*)OOOooo...

(*Talks*)Alright, that's how we gonna ride out with this shit. Hoes know, n***as know. Know I'm saying, we don't give a damn. And I just did that off the top of my head

(*Sings*)Leave a n***a dead...
From that Lex, (From that Lex) when you finish it (when you finish it)
Put him underground (ground), where he can't make a sound (can't make a sound)
We don't give fuck (We don't give fuck), cause we ride on buck (we ride on buck)
In a trophy truck (trophy truck), leave a n***a stuck (leave a n***a stuck)

...OOOooo...
(*Talks*)
Alright, and we gon ride out (ride out), slide out (slide out), ride out (ride out), know I'm saying
You gotta do it right when you do the ride out
Yeah n***a, 2K3 we do our dirt but we hide it like a bottle of cyanide
We on the South-sill fa-lil, bitch
Guess that's just how it is
Fucking with us southside n***as
Fuck it, I guess that's just how it is man
We don't give a damn though
N***as gonna have to make way for us fool
Cause guess what...
(*Sings*)You can...Keep watching, keep peeping, ya still sleeping, on the weekend. But we be up and we be woke...
(MUSIC CUTS)
(*Talks*)Damn the beat gone? Fuck the track, let's go to the next one