[Chorus] 2x
You could get it, you would get it
Oh watch ya back 'fore ya wig get splitted


[Kane]
I start this %#@! off like a kick off

I'm the quarterback
Lookin' for me, you can find me where the ballers at
Where them dealer's at, when I'm most appealin' at

My weapons I'm concealin' that
(*##$ I know you feelin' that
Beef with me, I give a $#&@ about your rap sheet

The only thing that matter is if I catch you 'fore you catch me
Don't care how many heads you bust
How many years you was in the Pen'

I send bullets out my Mac-10, your brain wave gon' end
Don't know how much you like breathin'
But if you do then I'm creepin'

While you sleepin', have fun cuz this your last weekend
Don't wanna do you, it's me and you
What I'm 'posed to do instead of me you dead

Let your family mourn you
It's serious like that, malicious where I live at
Nobody got heart to forgive at

Peole mama gettin' kidnap'
Reality of the South is what I rap about
%#@! made us famous, we all them hoes yap about


[Chorus] 4x


[Abel]
This a street enterprise, (*##$ close ya eyes
If anybody move, everybody dies

Put my life on the line if you singe-time my rhyme
Tryin' teach y'all hoes about the life of crime
Put ya money where the South is, bet on mine

Put change on ya brain if ya drop a dime
^!$$%s actin' like they hard when they walk in the street
Then they sing to the police, sweatin' like ??

The aftermath of the gun blast turn your corpse to ash
And I'm thinkin' one day that could be my $$#
Hot steel from the Chopper, sing like a opera

The rich doctor that'll pop ya
I'm not ya, partna or $#&@in' boy, look in my eyes
!@%(yze the size of my plastic toy

Peep down the barrel, see how peaceful that %#@! look
Then it erupt like a volcano and you bustas get cooked
I let the four spliffs split, 'till the four clips click

I'm out of hollow tips, 'till your clique forfeit
Okay I'm reloaded bullets richochet off bricks
You ^!$$%s gettin' hit, wish you never said that %#@!


^!$$%s actin' like they want some
They don't really want none

^!$$%s yappin' like they want some
They don't really want none
^!$$%s rappin' like they got guns

They ain't never bust one
My clique bust one, so y'all ^!$$%s out done


[Kane & Abel talks my chorus plays]
Yeah, uhoh, Kane & Abel back up in this ^!$$%
Whassup to all them thugs

World wide, North, East, West, dirty South
All my mother$#&@in' ^!$$%s in ??
Australia, Japan

All the mother$#&@in' places out there with this gangsta %#@!
Whassup Atlanta, Mississippi, whassup Chicago
Kentucky, Omaha, Alabama, Indianapolis, Cincinatti, New Orleans

Kansas, Lafayette, Colorado, L.A., Delaware, Phoenix
N.Y.C., Salt Lake City, Detroit, whassup St. Louis, Connecticut
Whassup Dallas, whassup East Town, Milwaulke, $#&@ that

Alaska, whassup Florida, Virginia, West Virginia, whassup Arkansas
Carolinas, Utah, whassup Indiana, Jersey, Cleveland
Throw it up if you a soldier