[Intro: Vital]
Yeah, uh, uh
Crestside and the Hillside's finest, biatch
Let's go

[Chorus: Vital]
I know it's haters out there tryna stop my career
When you see me in the air, just stop and stare
'Cause Vital, he stay prepared for them jerks and them squares
I ain't goin' nowhere, man, 'cause I ain't scared
I can hear 'em in the hood sayin', "Vital done did it"
Wash House star, I'm so Sick Wid It
From block to block, I be handlin' my business
From city to city, be with all kind of women
From track after track, your boy be rippin' this life
Pen after pen, your boy be gettin' and I
Keep it gutter with my toaster so don't underestimate me
Here it is, man, the moment you been waitin' for
Open your ears when you hear it on the radio
That's right, put my name on blast
I'll be waitin' in the Crest to collect my cash

[Chorus: Vital]
If you swervin' through the traffic with a hyphy passenger
Evadin' police when them boys is after ya
Or walking the streets with a wad of cash on ya
Throw your hands up and let yourself go (Let yourself go)
Throw your hands up and let yourself go (Let yourself go)
Throw your hands up and let yourself go (Let yourself go)
Throw your hands up and let yourself go (Let yourself go)
Go, go, go, let yourself go
[Verse 2: E-40]
Turned out the fullest, some of the fellas pullin' bullets
Katers on top of the refrigerator, pistols in the bushes
I'm engaged to the game like them peddlers and them pushers
Heavy on the griznind like the neighborhood cooker
(The neighborhood cooker) Like the neighborhood cooker
On the avenue with them sandwich bags, the turtle and booger sugar
(The turtle and booger sugar?) Yep, turtle and booger sugar
Looking out for the Elroys and them haters and them shooters
Uh, them haters and them shooters
Brigadelles by the boatload, Latinos and them sisters
(Bringin' in brigadelles by the boatload) Caucasians and them sisters
Posted up on the block with them choppers and them Rugers
Them choppers and them Rugers
Clownin' up in the parking lot, Cougars and them Buicks
Cougars and them Buicks
All up in her G-spot, raw gut doin'

[Chorus: Vital]
If you swervin' through the traffic with a hyphy passenger
Evadin' police when them boys is after ya
Or walking the streets with a wad of cash on ya
Throw your hands up and let yourself go (Let yourself go)
Throw your hands up and let yourself go (Let yourself go)
Throw your hands up and let yourself go (Let yourself go)
Throw your hands up and let yourself go (Let yourself go)
Go, go, go, let yourself go
[Verse 3: Mac Dre]
You retched? Alright, I'll go
Bro, I'm not your average ordinary Joe
This is no Bell Biv DeVoe
Man, I'm more like twelve Crips in snow
I'm dope, boy, I get your girlfriend hooked
You don't know how many girlfriends Furl done took?
I'm a homewrecker, a dome checker
And if she act up, I got some on deckers
Dre puts a slap, always amount to
A knock to make you clap, somethin' to bounce to
I now pronounce you married to the game
Since I heard them words, I've been doin' it, mayne
I'm a saucy, gravy, crowd juicer
Your chick got chips then maybe I'll goose her
You gotta get looser, let yourself go, girl
Show Furl this is really your world

[Chorus: Vital]
If you swervin' through the traffic with a hyphy passenger
Evadin' police when them boys is after ya
Or walking the streets with a wad of cash on ya
Throw your hands up and let yourself go (Let yourself go)
Throw your hands up and let yourself go (Let yourself go)
Throw your hands up and let yourself go (Let yourself go)
Throw your hands up and let yourself go (Let yourself go)
Go, go, go, let yourself go