[Verse 1: OG Loc]
O-O-OG Loc, homie!
And Imma kick a lil somethin' like this (Like this, like-)
Ay yo, when I come through up in the mother fuckin place
You don't want me to call widda gun in yo face! (BANG)
Down with a frown, I'm a really sad clown
I've become the-
Reciter, all nighter, all righter!

[Bridge: OG Loc]
I'm HOT!
My shit's so tight right now!
It's about to bust, it's about to bust!
It's about to, it's about to, it's about to BUST!

[Verse 2: Big Smoke]
I'll have 2 number 9s
A number 9 large
Number 6, extra dip
A number 7
Two 45s
One with cheese
One with chee-

[Pre-Chorus: OG Loc]
I can't take this shit much longer!
I'd rather suck deez nuts! (Gay!)
Ay! Ay! (HA!)
Ay! Ay! Ay! Ay! Ay!
[Chorus: OG Loc]
O, G (EE!)
O-G, Loc, homie!
(Crickets)

[Outro : Bogman, OG Loc, & CJ]
"That shit sucks!"
Damn, my shit was lit!
Ay, Loc?
Ay, ay ay ay, ay ay ay ay ay ay-
(The video gets interrupted while the Seinfeld theme plays)
Ain't that a shame, you been knocked out the game!