[Chorus x4]
When I say weak $$#, you say (*##$
Weak $$#, !#$*, Weak $$# !#$*


[Juicy "J"]
How you feel with this nine mili mill to your grill

Haters talkin' lots of %#@!
But they scared of the steel
If you want me come and get me

Cause I'm real with this here
I ain't scared of none of you hoes
I ain't never shead a tear

In yo hood bumpin' ridin' with a twelve case of beer
Ain't no ^!$$% make no moves
Get you scared, shook your fear

Y2K hit the clock
So you know the ending's near
One call to them killas and you just might disappear


[DJ Paul]
Now ^!$$% all in my face hollin' real but real soft

(*##$ I'm holdin' up this glock
Bout to knock your block off
You a weak $$# (*##$

And your CD cover show
With your fake $$# face
I been knowin' ya so I know a sissy hoe

Yeah know this a triple six city
All that MTV and BET got you feelin' %#@!ty
Just to think, you used to be my dog

Used to be my ^!$$%, now you fake
But I stomp on you trick in the grass
You little snake (*##$


[Chorus x4]


[Lord Infamous]
Uh, In the mood a $#&@ing crowd
Make the speakers pound

If you ^!$$%s wild
Knock these (*##$es out
Rumblin' the ground

Tramplin' ^!$$%s down
From the dirty south
Where the ^!$$%s like it loud

Wish ya hypnotized
Instagater ?
Fire in my eyes sosate lucky Frank White

Ready for the gunfight
If you wanna get high
Ain't no sympathize

Make you sleep till it's judgment night

[La Chat]

Talk is cheap
I hear you talking but you ain't bout your bizz
La Chat a mack ain't got no time to play no games with a (*##$

My mother$#&@in' plastic gat we gonna rumblin' %#@!
Then they gon' hit'cha smit'cha get'cha so don't $#&@ with this %#@!
I know you feelin' when I'm speakin' and I'm speakin' to you

Well hoe it's true, who got the proof (*##$
What you gon' do
I keep my mug cuz I'm a thug

I left the twink on my grill
You got some manner
Need to show it

%#@! you claim that your real

[Chorus x4]