Lyrics:

You don't wanna see these murder guys, Princess cuts hurt ya eyes, Got tha chicks that work them thighs, Pull the top back on the prowler, Like tha car aint circumcised Burglarize hoes, Leave ya eyes closed, Bricks in my truck while I ride slow, Smoke yo fire dro, No repercussions, He was disgusting, Turn my volume under ten, To keep my speakers from busting, If them people come rushin, Can't say I froze, Won't open the doors, Bout time they caught up, I done exposed of my outer clothes, Car in tha garage, I say good God, My day was hard, Call two freaks up for tha mnage trios, Parlaying hard, Sade was suave When we was screwing, Sheets was ruin If beef is brewing, I'mma put slugs deep into, Money they be pursuing, The nerve of these jealous bastards fo hatin, Master my patience, Them custom wood grain caskets is waitin, Passion for satin They must have Gave them a blood bath Had to show them who really holdin shit down wit they tuff ass, We alias They wishin they be us, Cant three eighty us, Cause we'll wreck everything within a ten-block radius, When ya see me betta speak with love, Or leak some blood, I got connections with all type of BM, Chiefs, and GOVS Deeply plugged who gotta retire from crime Bout to hit that big lick So we gonna pull it [CHORUS] One last time I got some good news man, Some good news, We gone come up if we just make this quick move Lay it all on the line, Hit'em in the body and da dome, Left tha after party wit tha chrome Come up wit a milly Soon as everybody know that I'm gone -