[ A.G. ]  Now once I flick my bick, and the dutch get lit  Bloodeye spit, like you bust my shit  Will it never happen, I'm forever rappin'  I clap 'em, and dead 'em  Send 'em home packing, for acting  The black's in  Ease the pain just like tunacting  Honey is fine as a fuck, plus she snuck the mack in  Guess what, next up, she turn assassin  Along with, thirty of my dirty niggaz, blastin'  I hear em platinum callin', and worldwide touring  You want hoes? Come to any show I'm performing  You rob me tonight? You want make it to the morning  Rolled up on 'em, when this killers froze up on 'em  And I came with a whole truck for 'em  Try to tell 'em, that he got no bucks they won't bust for 'em  And if shit get hectic, I'm calling mo' niggaz  Goldgetters, golddiggaz get no liquors  But no weed, we hold figgaz  And we so cheat (?), and we hold heat    [ Chorus ] [ 2x ]  It was a weekend night and my niggas is chilling  Burners in the bushes and the Lexus spilling  Blunts getting blazed, mad chicks is tripping  My niggas get ya dirt on    [ A.G. ]  Now some cats in the hood wear shorts for draws  Sweats for longjohns, tryin' to get their warm on  I'm strong on, any song I perform on  Get papes, celebrate like the date I was born on  I spit blood and get love, sip Bud and flip cus  them niggas wanna leave me twisted like the spliff does  But I react, hoes in ya head watch ya shit flood  Like Noa's Ark, blunts burnin' like Jona Fark (?)  I squeeze with ease like Tone and Mark  We (?) demolish straight from (?)  Deeper than knowledge  Equipped to speak at ya college  You kill me fronting when I'm for really coming  Carravans packed up with my mans in 'em  'Cause I really want em  It's all good like Willy Hunting  Watch my diamonds glitter, I sit back and really realize  That I'm the nigga, they wanna know me  If you feel me, come show me  Is it really real? Or 'cause I know Pun and Joey  Yeah my shit shine my sunny Rolly  It couldn't hold me, if you was thick like Shaq or quick like Kobe  Show & A get the love, my niggaz mix the ? with the Bud  Show the dirty don and mister Mud  Chicks give quickies and flicks in clubs, so hit the dutch  And if shit get hectic, I'm calling mo' niggaz  Goldgetters, golddiggaz get no liquors  But no weed, we hold figgaz  And we so cheat (?), and we hold heat    [ Chorus ] [ 2x ]  It was a weekend night and my niggas is chilling  Burners in the bushes and the Lexus spilling  Blunts getting blazed, mad chicks is tripping  My niggas get ya dirt on