Sicx (with Brotha Lynch):
Take a n***a like Lynch goin' head up with the bullshit, with the nine
(While my n***as gettin loaded off St. Idez)
Never let a devil go jailbait
The bounty fucks em anyways, so dont trip if im upstate
Lynch'll be that n***a that finds'em and greets'em
Punks like ya'll will be the one that feeds ya

Brotha Lynch Hung:
We rush'em a drank, and let'em try to act grown
Half the 40 gone, to the head, so its on....

Sicx:
To the crib, forget the fuckin motel shot
30 bucks for a nut in a bitch, I think not
And even if ya muthaphukkin bank rolls fat, if I was you
I'd save it up just to pay for the fuckin claps
That the little bitch gave ya
But n***as'll never learn, so let ya fuckin dick burn

Brotha Lynch Hung (with Sicx):
N***as on the trip about a muthaphukkin punk ass bitch, whos in it
(The triple Sicx), and Brotha Lynch Hung, we let a....
(Bitch), be a (bitch), till they use to it
It ain't nothin but some raw edge bullshit...
Chorus:(2x)
Ba-da-da-dee-da-da-da-da-da-da-daaaaa
Hahaha slum bitch you still miss
Ya dont stop, just ya average everyday straight bump a bitch

Brotha Lynch (with Sicx):
Lynch, givin it up smooth, the Lynch with the muthaphukkin roll
Triple to the muthaphukkin , (Sicx, with the muthaphukkin dough)
And every bitch wanna slang with this
And ounce to the bounce so dont grind no slang
Brotha Lynch Hung, bitch I can't take it no mo'
Put ya titties in the crack of the doe then open up slow
And everything where I left it, you can either be mad
Such dick and accept it

Sicx:
I got a nut for a bitch, who be a squirell who found one
Same fuckin bitch with the hand job...

Brotha Lynch Hung:
Call me the Brotha Lynch Hung
Never let'em out the house
Never let'em off the dick, you dont like wsup?
Never let'em off the bitch
Dont ever try and roll a Sicx....
Sicx:
Get the money and GO!
The bounties on the dice game
A hand full of 10's and a pocket full of cocaine
But my dimes too small, so Im'a grab my 8Ball
And go for the dice brawl
A young ass n***a wit a ol' man roll
The gave double ups cuz the grinds too slow
Still hittin n***as with the Tre and the 4
The devils in the door with my nine held low
The creek mobs loadin'em up
Muthaphukkas better know wsup
Dont look up punk! BLAM!
A nine for ya n***as that are use to it
It ain't nothin but some raw edge bullshit...

Chorus: (2x)
Ba-da-da-dee-da-da-da-da-da-da-daaaaa
Hahaha slum bitch you still miss
Ya dont stop, just ya average everyday straight bump a bitch

Brotha Lynch Hung (with Sicx):
True Lynch with the brotha, (Fuck'em all)
To the raw edge bullshit
N***as on the same ol' trip
About the same ol' bitch
While me and Triple Sicx
Bound to make a switch everyother week
Now n***a got beef punk n***a you a BITCH(BITCH, too)!
Sicx:
Hit ya too hard with the raw edge bullshit
Steady stressin with the Triple Sicx
Fuck'em all Im a Creek thrilla
Load'em up another n***a killa
Hittin n***as with the cemy to the woomb
Break'em and send'em home bitchin, LYNCH!...

Brotha Lynch Hung (simaltaniously; Sicx)
I got the triple Lynch, called Triple Sicx
Let a n***a be a...
(Bitch till hes use to it
It ain't nothin but some raw edge bullshit)
And to ya n***as with a black God
Im'a tell'em why.....
"Everybodys gotta live their life...?"

Sicx (with Brotha Lynch); [together]:
Craig did it and the Creek Mob's
(N***as never knew wsup), hit'em the
Creekers last night...
N***as on the same ol' same ol'
Comin up smooth, while the tens of crack
Nickles with a little moe
(So give it up for da), give it up for the endangered
To the Creek, to the Creek Mob, (and we love no stranger)
For the fact that a young black n***a gotta go AWOL
(Rush'em wit lead untill we back'em to the wall)
[Let a n***a be a n***a till hes use to it
It ain't nothin but the raw edge bullshit!!]