Yo once a pimp gets threats   That's right, that's the the that's, that's threats them   And I'm serious about mine, I'm so sin-surr   And I, nigga I'll kill ya, I'll chop ya up   Put ya inside the mattress like drug money nigga      Yeah, I done told you niggaz 9 or 10 times stop fuckin' with me   I done told you niggaz 9 albums, stop fuckin' with me   I done told you niggaz the 9 on me, stop fuckin' with me   You niggaz must got 9 lives, 9th wonder      Put that knife in ya, take a little bit of life from ya   Am I frightenin' ya? Shall I continue?   I put the gun to ya, I let it sing you a song   I let it hum to ya, the other one sing along      Now it's a duet, and you wet, when you check out   The technique from the 2 tecs and I don't need two lips   To blow this like a trumpet you dumb shit   This is a un-usual musical I conductin'      You lookin' at the black Warren Buffett so all critics can duck sic   I don't care if you C. Delores Tuck-it   Or you Bill O'Reilly, you only rilin' me up   For three years, they had me peein' out of a cup      Now they 'bout to free me up, whatchu think I'm gon' be, what?   Rehabilitated, man I still feel hatred   I'm young black and rich so they wanna strip me naked, but   You never had me like Christina Aguiler-y      But catch me down the Westside, drivin' like Halle Berry   Or the FDR, in the seat of my car   Screamin' out the sunroof, death to y'all   You can't kill me, I live forever through these bars      I put the wolves on ya, I put a price on your head   The whole hood'll want ya, you startin' to look like bread   I send them boys at ya, I ain't talkin' bout Feds   Nigga them body-snatchers, nigga you heard what I said      I make 'em wait for you 'til five in the mornin'   Put your smarts on the side of your garment   Nigga stop fuckin' with me   R I P      That's right there nigga, nigga I'm wild   Nigga I keep trash bags with me   Never know when you gotta dump a nigga out   This sin-surr, this some sin-surr shit right here      Grown man I put hands on you, I dig a hole in the desert   They build The Sands on you, lay out blueprint plans on you   We Rat Pack niggaz, let Sam tap dance on you   Then, I Sinatra shot ya God damn you      I put the boy in the box like David Blaine   Let the audience watch, it ain't a thang   Y'all wish I was frontin', I George Bush the button   Front of all you in your car lift up your hood nigga run it      Then lift up your whole hood like you got oil under it   Your boy got the goods, y'all don't want nuttin' of it   Like, castor oil, I Castor Troy you   Change your face or the bullets change all that for you      Y'all niggaz is targets, y'all garages for bullets   Please don't make me park it in your upper level   Valet a couple strays from the 38 special, nigga   God bless you      I make 'em wait for you 'til five in the mornin'   Put your smarts on the side of your garment   Nigga stop fuckin' with me   R I P      Yeah I'm threatenin' ya, yeah I'm threatenin' ya   Who you thank you dealin' with?   They call me Chris, nigga I been makin' threats   Since I been in kindergarten nigga   Huh, ask about me, see if you ain't heard      When the gun is tucked, untucked, nigga you dies   Like numchuks held by the Jet L-I   I'm the one, thus meanin' no one must try   No two, no three, no four, know why?      Because one's four-five might blow yo' high   You ain't gotta go to church to get to know yo' God   It's a match made in heaven when I 'splay the 7   Put you on the nigga news, UPN at 11      Where you been, you ain't heard, got the word that I'm   That I'm so sin-surr?   I'm especially Joe Pesci with a grin   I will kill you, commit suicide, and kill you again, that's right      I make 'em wait for you 'til five in the mornin'   Put your smarts on the side of your garment   Nigga stop fuckin' with me   R I P      Whattup? Motherfucker I keep three motherfuckers what?   Nigga I'll throw a Molotov cocktail   Through your momma's momma's house   Nigga what the, where everybody live      Undercover nigga take your teeth out your mouth nigga   Chew your food up and put the shit back   In your mouth nigga and help you swallow   Nigga I take a mop handle off nigga   And sweep nigga, hold on, I'll be nigga what?