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Verse 1 *(Yukmouth)* 

Posted up in the cut 
to make a buck I had to sell nuff drugs 
showed up, an rolled up, bubbled wit tough thugs that love to bust slugs 
I had much love, from dope fiends 
plug 'em wit mo cream, my dangla 
used to sport Wranglers wit Pro Wings 
fa sho green-ery stacked up, that macked up 
quick to put the gat up an blast on niggaz that act up 
snatched the scratch up, quick hit the back fence loc 
I been broke, rollin through yo mutha fuckin hood in trench coats 
wit double barrels get yo narrow ass on the ground 
I'm not play, I don't play though 
I'm out to get yo pay roll 
say hoe, you get yo monkey ass stomped wit the steel toe 
fucked in the game like a dildo 
from the Vill hoe 
to the mutha fuckin Fil-Mo fo real though 
none can get wit this sick wit it man slaughter 
practice lookin harder than 40 Water 
niggaz all over claimin they foldin weight 
I caught yo slippin, rippin that duct tape over yo face an off the 
Golden Gate 
let go, I'm down to break jaws when I takes all's 
yo cash, blast that ass won't last fo one mo day like Nate Dog 
break laws 
leathal weapon like Danny 
slangin candy 
livin lavish about my cabbage understands me. 

*(Chorus- Knumskull)* x2 

Can't slang cream, can't lay low 
quick to pull licks for some paper to fold 
it ain't me fuck gettin fronted 
(Gaffled an licks I done it, that's why a nigga always gets blunted.) 

Verse 2 *(Knumskull)* 

I see what you see, but you don't see what I see 
mill an zips come up the whole grip like Kadafi 
20 years of age, waitin fo the say someone say cap me 
a whole line of felonies on my rap sheet 
any means to make loot in the East Oakland Bay route 
it's all about makin mail fuck bein cute (whoo) 
that's the sound when it's time to lay down my hustle 
why there's so many bubbles, I choose to throw rocks like Barney Rubble 
can't lie back, wit a gang of top scratch 
I gots to move on, an scoot on 
now mutha fucka can you buy that? 
lay low make no mistakes, make it successful 
an if a nigga run up then make his chest full 
I toss niggaz that try to struggle off me 
cross me 
a gang of jelousy because I'm saucy 
it's not my fault that I grew to become a licksta 
instead I say moms meetin pops was a mix up 
pick up 
hennessy got my brain runnin quicka than I can think 
adrenaline pumpin about to faint 
ain't no shame 
can't be no 9 to 5 nigga 
the "O" is where I'm from, so I gots to survive nigga. 

*(chorus)* x2 

Verse 3 *(Yukmouth)* 

Nigga notice I'm broke wit a loaded four-fifth gat 
the real nigga rolled an showed us where you hide yo doe an shit at 
he did juss that, showed me where the kicks at 
an big scratch told Knum to come nigga lets get that. 

Verse 4 *(Knumskull)* 

Yuk pull over 
park the Nova 
tonight's the night, so I hope you write about the yola 
I hold the Mag, lookin for the attack 
search the whole fuckin crib cuz I know he got scratch. 

Verse 5 *(Yukmouth)* 

Creep up the mutha fuckin stairs wit the ski mask 
on the second floor in the drawer there should be cash 
but we laugh 
cuz we see task cars right next door 
but we poor, no budget fuck it, so kick down the door. 

Verse 6 *(Knumskull)* 

Boom kick it once 
boom kick it twice 
three times it's breakin an have the fuckin building shakin 
make our way through the house nothin less nothin more 
(where the kicks at??!!) 
I think they in the third drawer. 

Verse 7 *(Yukmouth)* 

There's more 
an that's a fa sho-sho I got the doe, now we up out the door 
before the neighbors call po-po 
to the mobile, to count the real deal bank roll 
in my sock, I rub daily cuz it's scratchin my ankle. 

Verse 8 *(Knumskull)* 

It's morn-ing 
we unleash to the streets 
wit 12 g's a piece 
headed straight to the East 
better recognize this game is bought to be sold 
that's why I pull licks fo some paper to fold. 

*(Chorus)* x2 

BIA-TCH!!

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