Yeah.. yeah.. aight? Motherfuckers!
  Bitch-ass niggaz, faggots
  Come through nigga... YO!
  
  [Havoc]
  I creep on the tippy-toe, surprisin the enemy
  And ain't nobody safe unless you bulletproof E'RYTHING
  Clappin at your baby, includin your entourage
  Don't be 'fraid of these slugs, they get you closer to God
  I'm a homegrown terror, my pops planted the seed
  When I wild, don't be mad at me, should blame him
  War with us? The start of your end
  Beef with these faggot-ass rappers started the trend
  P? That's my grimy for life, don't fuck with him
  And if word get back to me, I'm buckin you
  Know it's on me hammers stuck to the hand just like glue
  Like them O.G.'s smokin them trees of bamboo
  Shorty thought she knew me so I had to check her
  I'm a Gemini bitch, that mean I flip with the weather
  I don't know how you talk to them other cats, but I ain't them
  (Nah!) Put it in your mouth girlfriend
  
  [Chorus: repeat 2X]
  [H] Clap your favorite rapper, gives a FUCK
  Gimme a minute I'll crack that ass, whassup?
  [P] It's like drugs cause we gettin it back, get it back
  like ki's how we get it back, it's a cash explosion
  
  [Prodigy]
  Yeah that's right, that's right, that's right
  Know we done struck a jackpot Dunn, it's a wrap from now on
  Just keep servin these niggaz portions of that raw
  And sit back and countin this cash, we gettin off
  Knick-knack, paddy-wack, give a dawg more
  I won't stop 'til I can match my car with my clothes
  And ery'day of the week, I'm switchin up flows
  Spend ery'day with my peeps, half in the vultures
  Peace to Uncle Imeek, he holdin down the corporates
  .. eatin like a Boss Hogg
  Clik-clik-BAOW! Don't have me shootin my gun at y'all
  Don't have me cuttin niggaz down like the sniper
  You had me kill some'n, I'm tryin peel bundles
  of that scratch, the thou's to the mills
  Paper that our next generation gon' feel
  You niggaz gettin your money? Yeah do that for real
  Cause niggaz fuck with our money, we set it like the Bush family
  
  [Chorus]