[intro - gangsta boo]   Yeah, y'all know what time it is nigga   I'm bringin' a lot of shit today   I'm bringin m-child   I'm bringin' two for ya   I'm also bringin' the pain nigga   'cause when I come, I'm comin' for you   So you better ask some-mothafuckin-body   For the 9-8, until 2 g's nigga   I'm takin' over   You understand this type of shit   Three 6 mafia, hypnotize, prophet posse   Fuck you bitch!      (m-child)   1 - when we high off that green and gin   Ain't no tellin what we'll do   You got some ani' with the crew?    (fuck you! fuck you!)   With that heat we be bussin   Conversation no discussion   Hollow points they comin straight at you!   (fuck you! fuck you!)      Repeat 1      [gangsta boo]   Bustin' bitches daily, maybe it's the herb in me   I wanna see what you hidden for, shake 'em and see   Time to steal, time to kill, time to get real, and wassup   I'm just a beefin' in the club, tear that fuckin' bitch up   I'm in the corner 'round some smoke, smokin' fine ass weed   Freakin' like vanessa del rio, won't you take you a peak   Mob, it was me, bringin' shit to the door   I be the lady unabomber, bombin' bitches and mo'   So time to go toe to toe, with a bitch that be rockin'   Ain't nothin' stoppin' prophet posse 'til your body be droppin'   You fuckin' bitch, spittin' rhythms in your rhyme like a joke   I'm gonna tote you like a 90 when I'm pullin' that dope   I know you're hopin' that I'll fall to my face, but I ain't   My shoes are stuck to the ground when I walk out on bank   Another fuckin' lp dropped like it's some rice   We be straight like 9:15, bitch, fuck your spot   Nigga!      Repeat 1   Repeat 1      (m-child)   Let cha let cha mind explode   With these lyrics I control   Just a peak to let you see   How m-child do it in flip mode   Now I'm baddest on a level   Find a new way to be paid   Ain't gon' burn or slice or beat 'em down   With bats and prophet dank   Yellin' thangs, I'm comin' up   And niggas want your life to live   Pack that steel if you real   But you better shoot to kill   All that flossin' ain't gon' do   Bring a gun without the clip   And for the rest of your life   You'll be walkin' around with a half-ass limp   Read my lips, don't fuck with us   Because we dangerous   And when we on that good stuff   Like a junkie, we be anxious   To get up in yo shit   And take your life with all quickness   A orange mound playa that be strictly bout his business   Watch out, nigga   Don't give a fuck, nigga   Walk on top of water   We some mean ass niggas   Prophet 'til I fry   So fuck with me, you can't avoid   Plus the first time you slip   You goin bungee jumpin without the cord, bitch!!!      Repeat 1   Repeat 1      (koopsta knicca)   Coulda been a friend, seemed to busy pimpin'   Gettin' upon the skin   I had no team, 34 hancock   Puttin' them cuts upon these men   Again it's on, don't be phony   Tellin' these hoes that I love 'em   You think you're tough fool   Look at your ? , hey, they groupies   Nigga, don't give a fuck   Wanna know 'bout better things   That fool is gonna be ?    Raisin' doja, what I saw is me   I best get the motha-fucka off   B-b-ba-da-boom, pa-ta-pa-ta-pow   Loadin' got me goin' down   Swear I'm trippin'   'fore I come up, just-a left a fuckin' cal   On the ground with the 40   Hell, and me criticizing', no   Ho, I never sold no dope   Oh shit, then shoot me 'cause I'm ?    Some of them charges, said the sergeant   "you been wanted for the longest, on the street, they call you creep"   Nah, nigga, my name is ? ?    Well, if you're wanted   Then I'm gonna give you something to collect   Man, you can take that mothafuckin' gat   And stick that heat up your ass   Nine in my ? , got the 5 ? ? ?    3 with the tag around my throat, gotta let me go      Repeat 1   Repeat 1      [prophet posse]   2 - hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey...   Fuck you, fuck you      Repeat 2 to fade