Aight look I'm a bout tha mike nd I'm a flip it
Well bugzy laced the beat nd tito B is about to rip it
I grip it

The mike just like a mutha!@*@in pistol
My flow goes to yo brain nd have you anxious like some crystal
I whistle nd have my homies creepin out the wood works

Some hittaz with some heataz dat kan leave yo whole hood merked
We hood lurk nd do dirt
Nd leave you suckaz layed down

Den seperate yo $$# like some dro after it's wayed down
Get stomped out nd smashed on
^!$$% we get our blast on

See in da bay if you is a scrap you won't last long
We get our cash on
Grinding az nessecary but if you slippin you go end up in da cemetary

Like what

(Sped Up)

It's tito b from the mission st.
I'm creepin and packin a machine
Nd I'm a sharper than a crease


Just smokin wankstaz on the scene
Now screw nd chop the speed nd slow for all my focus

Everybody sip yo literz smoke yo purp for all my smokerz

(Chopped nd Skrewd)

I lean back in my lac when I take a stroll
I roll in white with peanut butter when I cruise control
I'm coutin hella dough

I'm tryna touch myself a mil
I'm freezin thangz wen I talk so you should see my grill
Nd $#&@ a major deal I'm reppin 4 ma homiez I'm da 1 nd only nd neva could you clone me

Them otherz phoney
We call them suckaz knock offs
They always run nd hide wen it pops off them

Cats is weak son neva in my category jump up in da cicle if you heard anotha story
Them catz is weak son neva in my category jump up in da circle if ya heard anootha story like whaa