[Intro]
Aye Ridge, the sucka's think they slick wit' all that teamin' up?
They had the drop, they don't know they bitches be wit' us?
And everytime they see that dick, they just eat it up
We headed to the top, they wanna go so they can eat with us

[Chorus-Intro]
Walk up, moon walk, like Mike Jack
Why them n***as call the plumber when that pipe cracked?
All you hear is gunshots, we from Iraq
My mama gone beat my ass if I don't fight back
Pull up on 'em, pa-pa, you hear that bang-bang
Double back and tried to give his brother thе same thing
Aye Ridge, thе sucka's think they slick wit' all that teamin' up?
They had the drop, they don't know they bitches be wit' us?

[Outro-Intro]
Sucka's slid and hopped on live so we don't need a clue
Faggots say they like they booty ate, this choppa eat it too
Ya'll just sparked a fuse, that mean it started back
I ain't trippin' off the funk it been apart of that

[Verse 1: CML]
Yo, I ain't trippin off the funk, I been apart of that
Catch you loafin', bullets tearin' through your starter cap
I'm from Iraq, ain't nobody hard as that
You can find me in the jets, where it started at
Throwin' up gang signs, bitch im comin'
Hit him all in his back, he was runnin'
Bitch n***as catch a case and start hummin'
Everytime i'm outside it be jumpin'
The suckas speakin' on my name like im scared
I'm a hard body, never been a square
It's a war blood, I hope that you aware
Comin' down off the ropes Ric Flair
We gone duck tape yo' brother to a chair
Put a bullet hole in everything you wear
I can put that on the set, I was there
If I catch Marcus, he ain't gettin' spared
[Chrous: Bris]
Walk up, moon walk, like Mike Jack
Why them n***as call the plumber when that pipe cracked
All you hear is gunshots, we from Iraq
My mama gone beat my ass if I don't fight back
Pull up on 'em, pa-pa, you hear that payback
Double back and tried to give his brother the same thing
Aye Ridge, the sucka's think they slick wit' all that teamin' up?
They had the drop, they don't know they bitches be wit' us?

[Verse 2: CML]
Bitch, I think i'm Bris with tricky dance moves
You go against the gang, you a damn fool
Plus I keep a stick, n***a bamboo
Get all in her head, n***a shampoo
I been charging bitches like a ram
Taxin' all these n***as, Uncle Sam
Cover him with shells, like a clam
But I got off 100 shots, and it ain't jam
The suckas on the internet dissin'
We caught 'em with his boyfriend kissin'
Put the flash to 'em like a transmission
Over tricky dance moves, we be trippin'
I keep my thumbs up, and my pinkies down
Tryna catch a opp, but they don't be around
They disrespect Bris, then they leave the town
We point our pinkies at the ground, and we leave 'em down
[Chorus-Outro: Bris]
Walk up, moon walk, like Mike Jack
Why them n***as call the plumber when that pipe cracked
All you hear is gunshots, we from Iraq
My mama gone beat my ass if I don't fight back
Pull up on 'em, pa-pa, you hear that payback
Double back and tried to give his brother the same thing
Aye Ridge, the sucka's think they slick wit' all that teamin' up?
They had the drop, they don't know they bitches be wit' us?
Sucka's slid and hopped on live so we don't need a clue
Faggots say they like they booty ate, this choppa eat it too
Ya'll just sparked a fuse, that mean it started back
I ain't trippin' off the funk it been apart of that