[Krazy]   Nigga this motherfuckin 504 shit deep   The South done hooked up with the East baby   The Colonel Master P, Terror, and I am Krazy   I'm thugged out Feel it      [Chorus]   Wuz up playah ya' slick with that   Hundred G chain with the bracelet to match   Well check this out here wodie lay on the ground   For I show your clown ass how these hot balls sound, they goin'      Click Click blouh blouh Click Click blouh   Click Click blouh blouh Click Click blouh   Click Click blouh blouh Click Click blouh   Click Click blouh blouh that's my style      [Terror]   Problem with Terror take it straight to gun   So we can keep it coporate give up your block and run   Too much paper here to try an' count by ones   Whole head cross me, our hollow wall is young   For you haters on the streets tryin to measure my blow   If you see the new whip know to add nine o's   Now I'm up to 2 bricks or 72 o's   If you counting by the whips then it's 8 different flopes   I'm heavy lover whether diamonds or broads   Heavy lover whether cocaine or cars   And what I hop in, its my option   To shift your mass put chronic in your dash      [Chorus]      [Master P]   Now if its on put the dope in the bag baby   You come short I'm gon' bust yo' ass baby   The neighborhood dope man fool yeah that's me   I'm out that 5-0-4 to that C-P-3   Give me an ounce and I'm gon flip it to a brick nigga   You got my scratch--you snitch then you a bitch nigga   Hit the pen you probably gon' be a missed nigga   So here's some prop for your motherfuckin tiss nigga      [Krazy]   Imagine all the bricks in the projects was made of cocaine   I'd be richest young nigga in this rap game   All my money come in arm of trucks   More cars more houses more hoes to fuck   You wasn't worried when I was local nigga, I'm world wide   You niggas can't take it, You petrified   The let me loose out that I reveal, Thuggin wit P   It's No Limit until I die yall can't fuck wit me      [Chorus]