Jim Jones, what it here, homie?   Killa Cam, Freekz Zeeky, Juelz, what's happ'nin?   Hey, T.I.P., nigga      I'm up in Harlem to put it down wit my muthafuckin' folks   Dipset, bitch, a town to muthafuckin' NY, nigga   You already know what it is, Bankhead   C-Rod, Grand Hustle, Diplomats   You don't like it? Kill ya''self nigga, let's go      Late night, straight white fa' ya' base pipe   No mo' quarter O, get ya' weight right   Crack rock, black glock kept it waist height   It hit ya'' mug you don't imagine what ya' face like      'American Pie', I'm tellin' you guys   You want beef wit us, well who the fucks preparin' you guys?   We sparin' you guys, get buried alive   What you rushin' fa'? Act like you in a hurry to die      Some I let 'em fly 'fore I let that ride   I paralize ya' like Superman's horseback ride, nigga   Walk up on ya' car an' scorch dat ride   Flat tires, glass shattered wit a corpse inside      A town break down straight pounds of dro'   Still deal if you want 10 birds or mo'   Pimp Squad, Dipset, I know ya' heard before   If we called you a bitch, you deserved it, hoe      I cop bricks of the crack an' take it to my block   Strip or my trap, my block strip is so trapped   Cops quick wit a strap, an' you'll be scared shitless   How they where the big fifth an' load up flares an' biscuits      I'll take ya' bitch from you, bring her back wit smeared lipstick   You can compare ballistics, but it's mere physics   I'm two threes on drops, I used to play hoopties on blocks   Plottin' man like who he gon' pop      In this tragic city, now I'm Bankheadin'   4 tens headin' down in A.T.L.'s Magic City   Yes, the stash is pretty an' the mag hold 50   We take ova towns, then send the Rovers 'round      Lookin' fa' hoes to pound, ya' local hoochie spot   Lookin' fa' hoochies hot to get they coochie popped   I love the titty bars, I love my niggaz, pa   Dipset, Pimp Squad, yo, let's get it, pa      Yeah, already trill niggaz in this bitch   U.G.K., know what I'm sayin', that's off top, fool   You already know, wreck it boyz, go down like that   What up Jones? Dipset, nigga      Bitch my Cadillac is candy an' my pistol is pearl   My best friend is a pimp an' his bottom bitch is ya' girl   I got them '84s that clank, the big diamonds that blank   Plus them hoes that pop pills, smoke kill an' sip drank      Fuck what ya' think, I'm tryin' to tell you how life is, give it an' take it   My lil' brotha in the pen, where niggaz shiv'rin' an' shakin'   We got a million dollar team, wit one gone   So I'm takin' my 500 to flip in the game   To have somethin' for 'em when he come home      My two older brothers locked up, both of 'em smokin'   Principal's gon' be fucked up, man   My lil' nieces an' nephew heartbroken   Seein' Daddy in a cage at that age, it fuck ya' mind up   So at this stage in the game, I gots to really get my grind up      So you gon' see me in yo' city doin' a verse or a show   Or maybe even servin' one o' these niggaz   A couple of dem thangs on the low   I'm Dipset affiliated, so you can hate it or love it   But it you keep pushin' ya' luck, bitch, my middle fingers' gon' shove it   Know what I'm sayin'