(Chorus)
I spit game wit the n word
Brothers make slang for n word slang
I slang cane and others thangs for n word slang
And lease be the blame for n word n***a

(Trick Daddy)
You know me n***a
I don't know you my n***a
Here's what must go through my n***a
Go get with ya crew my n***a
Tell rush round here for I do y'all n***as
Cause I'm straight chillin my n***a
Ex-con ex-dope dealer my n***a
I ain't trippin but I'm chillin my n***a
And I ain't scared of none of y'all n***as
I will count my flow right in front y'all n***as
I will kill ever one of y'all n***as
Cock my 45 and go to gunning y'all n***as
I will ever one of y'all n***as
N***a

(Chorus)
(Deuce Poppito)
I am off da my n***a
Smoking marijuana in the range my n***a
Getting brains
Real n***as do things my n***as
We spittin flames with motherf**kin thangs n***a
I will take it to ya whole squad my n***a
Word to god my n***a
I got ? but rather get hard my n***a
? at the neighborhood park my n***a
What you say young n***a
Slip n slide ain't got guns young n***a
Got funds young n***a
Dumb n***a
Get ya for motherf**kin ones
And turn you news into none
N***a
(chorus)
(C.O.)
Yo my n***a
I'm c.o. n***a

You better slow yo roll my n***a
N***a
And that's word to buddy roe my n***a
So why should I give a f**k about a ho n***a
I'm a go get ya n***a
I can get the ? to da floor (let em know ny n***a)
That's how it go my n***a
I'm go lock it down from the door my n***a
That's fo sho my n***a

(Trick Daddy)
And I got ya back my n***a
Everywhere I go I be strap
You bet my n***a
And on top of that do be a ?
Its all good you know I got stacks my n***a
We rob banks my n***a
And we are the only ones smoking stank my n***a
We runnin through the bitches that you can't my n***a
F**kin round with us we will leave you stank my n***a
N***a
(chorus) - 2X
(Deuce Poppito)
Whats up my n***a
I'm bout to nut my n***a
Bout to but the gat to ya gut my n***a
Whats up I'm bout splash me a n***a
Bout mash me a trigga
I'm bout to blast me a n***a
You shouldn't have played with my cock my n***a
It smells like gun smoke my n***a
You bout to bleed to ya death my n***a
Take ya last breath my n***a
What you think this my n***a
I will slide in ya crib
And put six in ya wig my n***a
That's how we play my n***a
With a a.k. hide in ya driveway my n***a
You can run but you can't get away my n***a
I'm go let the click spray my n***a
From the shy to the m.i.a. my n***a
Slip n slide n***as don't play my n***a

(chorus)