we the reason why y'all niggaz rap hard. nigga
we make you wanna punch a nigga in his motherfuckin mouth
or get pound the fuck out
shorty mad from the 'ville and i'm all grown up
i'ma loan you a quick four or five bucks
but don't cry ma i come too far
they ain't gon' do me like half-a-mil or freaky tah
they ain't gon' do me like they did my friend nick pavacho
{*oriental sample*} salute!
to the homies that's gone
don't ask me what the beef is
i got love for both sides
so a nigga rock mismatched sneakers
one foot s. dots the other foot pro keds
with some armadales to the head
oh! nigga. the big boy game
tell the hood it's all good to never bury the man
and i'm comin with a flurry of plans
i'm back on the block with a glock goin berzerk
and if you see me in the club nigga
don't get your brain matter splattered all over the joint
that motherfucker never played fair
showed you niggaz how to put it in the air
jesus! here come them god damn dudes
grimey gutter ghetto and rude
real 'ville labelled as bad news
and still the reason why you fuckers won't move
kick your shit up off the hinges
in the middle of the street with po-po like bo bo