(feat. Buckshot, Louieville Sluggah & Steele)

[Chorus 2x: Buckshot]

Ah, you see too hard for me
Ah, you see you hardly me
Disrespect anyone, no pardon me

Any time you set it off, you can start with me

[Sean Price]

Meanwhile, ^!$$%, back at the ranch
Smokin' a spliff with this (*##$ trynna faster her pants
P, off with the blouse, and off with the kangol

Victoria Secret, (*##$, Caribbean mango
Her favorite song on Nocturnal, was Brainz Blo
Put on my pants, if she can let the brains blow

Heh, I had to find that funny
Lost my wallet, gotta find my money, (*##$
How you gonna %#@! on me?

After I let you %#@! on me, freaky deaky
Nowadays I had it up to here
Don't make me $#&@ around and cut your hair, listen

All things Sean Price, four wings, fried rice
^!$$%, duck sauce, who the $#&@ the boss?
Yo, ask me no questions, I tell you no lie

Unless the judge is wack and the jury is jive
Uh, old school style, Furious Five
Get my man Grandmaster Caz, to snuff ya $$#

On a, world tour, with Muhammed, my man
In a piece of %#@! truck, smelling like vomit and ham


[Steele]
And when the coochie smell bad, but the shorty look good
What the $#&@ a ^!$$% suppose to say, tell me

If I like to do a little rap, put money on stacks
Tell me how a ^!$$% suppose to get get paid
Wait a minute, now you mean to tell me, I'm stuck in this %#@!

Rappers either bending over or riding dicks
Check 'em, down and dirty ^!$$%z stuck in the ditch
The realest in the myst, tuckin' a fifth, ohh


[Louieville Sluggah]
It's like a switch from Crys' to Molt Liquor and

Colt 45, on the hittin' hand sittin'
If you can't stand the heat, get out the kitchen
It's either you with you, or you all around (*##$ing

Pop pop, what happened to that boy?
He got popped, got rocked by a real mccoy
I was $#&@ing his broad, she was feeling joyced

She said