Verse 1      You niggas juss created a monsta   Fuck a tampa I smoke ganja   Up in the bahamas racin yamaha jet skis   Money launderin like "casa blanca"   Luminate the concert   Aimin missile launchers   He's crazy comet   Mentally disturbed karma   Wit all drama   I put that on my mama   I'm down to hog tie my playa potna   Don't make me spray ya potna   If you wanna save yo daughter nigga, give up the info   And throw that plasticy mutha fucka out my limo   Wit three up in his temple   The land where niggas pimp hoes big   I do this for the streets of   San fransisco on down to south central   My speech   Too hard on the instrumental will get yo club shot up   Drugs get rocked up   Hustalas settin shop up   Runnin from coppas   And helicopters   Pourin out vodka   For all my dead potnas   And make me wanna drop my chopper   And salute   Nigga put yo glocks in the air and salute   Nigga shoot   Only my first three times, nigga recoup   Ya'll niggas be bloops   No, publishin givin the loot   To your executive produce   Sellin bubble lex coupes   On loot   Beat yo bad bitches in daisy dukes   Poppin they cooch   While my fuckin name is introduced   1,2,-1,2   Clear my throat, check the mic   1,2 -1,2   How many mutha fuckas wanna smoke?    Whatcha want do?    I throw a tree full blunt into the crowd   Snatch a pile of money   Probably a thousand   Throw it in the crowd   Nigga now   Big poppa style   While I used to be on section 8   Now it's shrimp and lobster now   And livin like a mobbsta now   An niggas who snitched like sammy "the bulldog"   A final, or donny brasco body found in the barrio   Wit quatro, cinco hallows   Up in pablo   A tommyano killa   But never shit across the mobb though   Keep yo mouth closed   We hold the fuckin code of silence   Juss give me great beats and violins   My flow is violent   Cold as tyrannts   Hearin the po-po sirens   Live an direct, while you slide yo vet   Niggas think it's real, but chill, it's only a cassette   Yes, gangsta shit to the fullest   Hollow tip bullets through yo chest   Had to dismiss a lot of fake niggas   Juss to make scrilla   The industry be tryin to rape niggas   But I'm a straight killa   White as fuck like grade a gorilla   The mobb niggas used rob niggas fo, hagan das nigga   Keep a bribe wit her   Half a chicken up in a ride nigga   Fuck y'all niggas   I come stompin to eat 'em up like godzilla   Short stoppin my scrilla, nigga my cheddar cheese   Celeberty   Let my nigga pac rest in peace   Quit fightin   Know that God hate ugly niggas   Quit bitin   So I shoot you in yo face buddy   What you wanna do?    I got crew   Killas from the midwest   To new jerus, on down to baton rouge   Niggas bangin screws   The m-o-u crucifixates   If you'se a trick hate   Go home and ask yo bitch how my dick taste.   (how my dick taste)   Nigga, m-o-u crucifixates   If you'se a trick hate   Ask yo bitch how my dick taste.      *(screaming)*      Oh no!   Oh no!   He's alive!   Godzilla's alive!   Godzilla's alive!   Oh no! you've gotta see it!   This is john jerry, this is john jerry reporting from channel 4 news!   You gotta see this!   Call the president!   Godzilla's alive!   Call the president! tell the president to call the navy seals!   He's here, he's steppin on shit!   He's crushing!.....oh my god!   Godzilla's alive! oh you got to see this shit!   Oh!