[Jacki-O: Talking]
Unusual suspects
Whoo

Let's Ride
Mmmhmm
Sometimes you don't ask for trouble

You know
Naw
Sometimes

Trouble just come to you
This how I feel about trouble


[Chorus:]
Just prepare for your departure cuz I aint squashin %#@!
We can get it on the floor or hoe we can empty clips

How you comin down South?
Tryna check me
You aint gotta like me

But you gon respect me

[Verse 1:]

Hoe, mutha$#&@ a Fox
Whack (*##$ I'm a hunter
Set fire to many tracks

And (*##$ you just a runner
I didn't wanna deck ya
But how ya man let ya

Come to 3-0-5
And run up on a chair checker
I damn near gave ya class-less $$# a asthma attack

Smacked you down and kicked ya in ya $$#-less $$#
How you got another deal
When yo lyrics aint real

Whoever ghost-writin needa help you write ya will
Capitalize on what?
I aint wanna contend wit ya

Honest Inga, I don't think nobody remembers ya
Fox-Bozo, Foxy-Clown, Foxy-Cotton, or Jello
%#@!, I wanna see who the hell is the Gepetto

How ya'll brought that
Whack $$# throwback
BROOOOKLYN

You deserve better than a (*##$ on Prozac
Whack this
Tell ya ghost-writer to turn down his ad-libs

YOU ALREADY KNOW what the track is

[Chorus: x2]

Just prepare for your departure cuz I aint squashin %#@!
We can get it on the floor or hoe we can empty clips
How you comin down South?

Tryna check me
You aint gotta like me
But you gon respect me


[Verse 2:]
And if Kurupt gave a $#&@ about a (*##$ you wouldn't hate him

You walk around frustrated hoe, cuz you aint Kim
The fight is on
And I aint ignited the alarm

But im warnin you
It's suicide if you try to respond
(That's Right)

The night's long, and rights strong, lyrical python
You probably mad
Cuz you can't get ya dike on

Get ya hike on
Face it, your intimidated
In your interviews, go ahead and tell them how linoleum tasted

Check this, before you even start rappin reckless
Next time take a second
Check what the set is

This aint South Beach, you needed 8 more exits
I aint squashin no beef (*##$ I seek justice


[Chorus: x2]
Just prepare for your departure cuz I aint squashin %#@!
We can get it on the floor or hoe we can empty clips
How you comin down South?
Tryna check me

You aint gotta like me
But you gon respect me

[Verse 3:]
[Jacki-O Speaking Creole:]

Hit her, hurt her, smack her around
Queen of the South, I don't back down
Sick !@^%, insecure, til it aint even funny
You been exposed you gimmick
Give the people back they money

You told me to bow down?
Cuz u supposed to be a vet?
You a tennis ball
You get knocked around on every set
Now, I don't even give a $#&@ about what happens next

You see this all started because of your ego and disrespect.

[Chorus x2]
Just prepare for your departure cuz I aint squashin %#@!
We can get it on the floor or hoe we can empty clips
How you comin down South?

Tryna check me
You aint gotta like me
But you gon respect me

[Jacki-O: Talking]
This aint South Beach baby
See, you done got off on the wrong exit

You was on the other side of the bridge
See you zigged when you shoulda zagged
[Speaking Creole:]
And I dare you to respond!