Yeah Yo, okay (Uh-huh) You know niggas can't write like this, right? (One-two, one-two) Okay (Let's 'bout, let's 'bout to do it, do it, let's do it, let's do it) Yeah, I'ma, I'ma show these niggas somethin' (Uh-huh) Who pen game? Yeah Yeah Yo We used to rob niggas left and right A fiend tried to get slick, we slapped 'em and crushed they pipes Strong-arm robberies all done in harmony Raise my weapon and then, baow, hit an artery Race through the staircase, shoot out the lights Then let off a few shells at the door on the right They got dust, weed, half pound of E Under the couch, a shotgun, twelve keys Baow, another shot and the door flew open Mega snow on the table, a fiend is still smokin' See, rule, outta respect, threw four in his chest Heard some niggas in the back with a rude dialect Screaming, "Crews I wreck, you can lose thy neck" The dread said, "Bloodclat, bigger fools die wet" That's when I heard 'em loadin', cockin' the guns in the back room Turned on the "vacuum", maybe I'll distract 'em, got 'em Gathered all of the babies in the bathroom Take your little Cheetos, shh, I'll be back soon I knew the dread that cut off his hair wore a half-moon Four gold teeth, caught a body in Cancún Drop is like Equinox up in the spot I'm talkin' 'bout weight stashed in all the TVs and clocks But hold on, one nigga came out runnin', got it jumpin' I dipped behind the wall, squeezed and start dumpin' Number-one crash dummy, he was bluffin' Almost got his head ripped off straight for nothin' Of course Heard the chainsaw like I was the main course They was ordered to eat my food, called by the main boss (Yeah) A hail of bullets, a reign of terror Pictures hangin' off the wall, can't put 'em back together (Uh-uh) Curtains and Clorox bottles, hoes forever The boss furniture was damaged, the cream leather I'm good for confrontation (Yeah, we good for that) I guess I don't have patience, not no more (Yeah, I ain't got that type of shit no more, motherfucker, let's go) Yes, I can get dramatic (Facts) I put that bozo's attic on the wall (Blaow, blaow, blaow, right over there, nigga) Somebody should've just had told you (Huh) But listen, nigga, I won't hold you We ain't playing no games (Nah, nigga, you know what it is) You wanna learn, I will mold you (I'll mold you) Them niggas in the street will fold you Better stay in your lane (Right there, nigga, right there, let's go)