[Verse 1:]
Now what would you do if I blast
All up in your %#@!, mother $#&@ the whole staff

^!$$%s non-flow, nine millimeter ?%#@! than slug?
I'm seeing bloody bodies on the mother$#&@ing rug
6 O'clock be the time, if it's on, let it be

You see it in my eyes, ?riding boo, hella deep sea?
But you ain't gone do me like you did the lenchmob
I'm decorated in this game, I played too mother$#&@ing long

Now, I ain't gotta name nobody name
All I'm knowing is the whole $#&@ing roster is complaining
Talking 'bout these white boys trying to do promotions

And white (*##$es trying to get $#&@ by these soldiers
$#&@ing wit that slang like you down but now hold on
Seen that $$# enough to get your devil $$# stoled on

$#&@ing wit the wrong ^!$$%, playing wit my cash
I'm known for putting devils on they mother$#&@ing back
Blast through the front door, what the $#&@, I'm 'posed to talk

$#&@ court, I'll be a dead ^!$$% 'fore you walk
Blaow, now the nine had no mother$#&@ng mercy
So who the sexy ^!$$%, (*##$, record label murder


[Chorus: girl sings in background]
Now we feel free to start some %#@!

Mother$#&@er shoulda quit
Out for each and every dime, seem like every time
I turn around, some jacky mother$#&@er trying to take what's mine

Got the whole $#&@ing clique
Now we fit to start some %#@!
Got these ^!$$%s out the zoo for the job

Bow down or mother$#&@er you can die when we start robbing

[Verse 2:]

So many times I've seen these ^!$$%s $#&@ed up out they chips
'Cause they didn't know the game, only making 10 percent
Dealing wit these $#&@ing jews, now you losing everytime

How many platinum ^!$$%s standing in the county line
Make you want to get your brick and snatch his $$# up out the car
Baby renegotiate, $#&@ing wit them scars

Now you asking who I'm talking 'bout, homie you could pick
This whole industry got ^!$$%s' %#@! on whitey dick
And now, since I'm a soldier known to speak my $#&@ing mind

I'ma put you up on game everytime I start to rhyme
$#&@ that devil, get your own man, learn about some %#@!
Or be another broke ^!$$% telling what he did

And now I think you know that I really gives a $#&@
???? 'cause I'm God that the devil try his luck
Last man standing up for the truth, say you heard it

These players getting played homie, record label murder

[Chorus]