[Intro: Soulja Slim (New Orleans Exposed Sample)]
Man fuck allat if a n***a lived pass '94 was off the porch he a gangsta!
Fuck allat!

[Verse 1: 12Guage]
Fuck you n***a, I'm coming through with pistols that I
Got from a n***a that I got for you. I got 25 guns on my
Motherfucking shelf, I got 3 n***as riding with me coming out the Melf!
I got killers on my team, yo n***a shit seem like a motherfucking scheme
Fuck it grab a triple beam. It's bout time to wake up from dope, and issue it
N***as talking shit we got to push the shit and we making it!

[Verse 2: AV]
I brought the 504 to yo city baby! I know you love it!
With them 501's and them G'Nikes on swag on a hunnit
I'm New Orleans stunna grew up under Cash Money YaHeardMe
Born in '94, youngin YaHeardMe!

She yellin' these hoes, bet not fuck with my Juve!
Then she bend it over bust it open like a uzi!
Big fine woman won't ya back that ass up!
Class in the morning tryna stack them racks up!

Heard yo city got them jackers, can't nobody jack us!
We know it's a cold world & keep heat in our jackets!
Got beef then break fast or we have ya for breakfast!
And ya mama leave the crib everyday in a black dress!
It's crucial in my city, the heart is under attack!
Only type of arrest we accept is Cardiac!
You can die for your two cents these n***as kill y'all for less!
Brought the 504 to Texas tried to send them n***as back

But fuck it, now they love us & we the face of the public!
This remind me of when Juvenile was on top of the Hummer!
Been working so hard on the tape fuck I missed the whole summer!
Might bring in some girls from the city, and that's word to Stunna!