Who really the best rapper since 'Pac got killed   I done answered that question when I copped my deal   Ask yourself when the Game is comin', after next summer   I predict my shit'll drop before the next Howard homecoming      Now who in the runnin', no one, ask the niggaz who want it   I got a four-fifth and it just like me, it stay gunnin'   Me and my niggaz stay blunted fogged up in the 600   Guilty as charged, blunts in the air, guns in the doors      It's written, Compton niggaz never run from the law   Plus we get Monopoly money with hotels and a board   So I'll never see a jail, and I'm allergic to bars   Can't sit behind 'em or drink at 'em, so we travel with ours      Poppin' Crist' in the 6, like we drivin' through Mardi Gras   Thinkin' 'bout beads and titties as I roll through the city   And I keep 16 in the clip, and I let 'em all go   Like the Lakers did Ellie, Atty and Nick, huh      When shit get thick, niggaz start dyin'   Bodies pop up in dumpsters, mothers start cryin'   Payback come through violent, nigga   We hit blocks, bust shots, leave ya whole block silent, 'cause      When shit get thick, niggaz start dyin'   Bodies pop up in dumpsters, mothers start cryin'   Payback come through violent, nigga   We hit blocks, bust shots, leave ya whole block silent      No garbage we smoke molta, move big cocoa   We off the train tracks like the great space coaster   We hit real big and consistant like Sam Sosa   Prepare for war, like United States soldiers      Lock tight and rock right like grey eight oz's   I'll be hittin' up spots, in them flip Range Rovers   Before you even try to play, foolish all over   Empty out yo' pockets, turn everything over      We ball out cursin' yeah we keep it the sickest   When we roll by the quads in them Z-66's   Big spittin', grip kitten, that big face greed   Always dirty never clean but we live like kings      Legendary like Sting, it's a history to follow   But not known for stingin' known for gettin' off hollows   Shoot me a glass of Remy, nah fuck it the whole bottle   And watch me act bad and take off, full throttle      When shit get thick, niggaz start dyin'   Bodies pop up in dumpsters, mothers start cryin'   Payback come through violent, nigga   We hit blocks, bust shots, leave ya whole block silent, cause      When shit get thick, niggaz start dyin'   Bodies pop up in dumpsters, mothers start cryin'   Payback come through violent, nigga   We hit blocks, bust shots, leave ya whole block silent      I'm from a batch where it ain't no cut, we all in   36 on a triple beam scale for meal   Duffle bag on my shoulder my route, through the back of the jet   To bag up baguettes and everybody know it      I'm the iceholder makin' the cut, never breakin' 'em up   My favorite color is rainbowed up   Ain't a coke dealer, but I got bricks for cheap   Hit the lab for a fo' day block, we got heat      You niggaz can't compete when I walk in the streets   We Get Low, and there's no idea with the info   It's a rule of thumb, let them dudes a come   I'm cruisin' some, 20 inch shoes and some      I'm in the wide body XM-5, all my snakes is live   We check your five, the spot where the tec dies   And everybody gotta Holla, the name   It's JT from the Fillmore streets to CPT