(feat. Jacka, Husalah, Keak Da Sneak, Ba, Verstyle)



[Jacka]

The Jack is here

And it's hard to relax and do time

I'm a make it

We receivin' them plaques

See these snitches on paper

Work releasin' the facts

Lil' niggaz in the peace

It's a struggle for blacks

20 bricks on my hands

I can't juggle wit that

I fuck around keep the shit

And get smother for that

Yeah block shit

Somethin' like Pac shit

You got the nine but I doubt you ever rock shit



[Husalah]

Man I'm so dope

Man I've been crowned the champ

That's why I lamp

Me and yo wife have sex till she catch a cramp

Then I slide out the waist

Hit the jaw raw

She caught fish paws on my balls

Clamp dummy yo

Wrappin' crack money

So I act funny on a ho

He too good, he too hood

His sock's dirty

No bitch then it's off white Gucci pimps

Wit the old man's roll

For my British Knight's and Gucci loafs

Get it right, this Hus Christ [Jesus]

I'm back baby

Slap crazy, black ladies

Wit no...?



[Keak Da Sneak]

Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba Sneak Balboa in ya

Feddy game I'm not a Taliban soldier

The champ is here

Yeah baby it's me

Niggaz get millions I'm a knock that ass out for free

Smash ya then smear you wit the shield wipers

I don't know you but you lovin' me, still don't like you

Back on the road like hitch hikers

Hyphy that mean hyper

Drinkin', smokin'…?



[B.A]

Yo I roll wit champs

Roller's who toke the mac's

The game is colder

Can't squirt the rats

Way in Oakland where the turf is cracked

Mostly black

You can't come in singles

Ma it's mostly racks

Then I pose in packs

When the rock wit the pipes swanger, dyke banger

Serve a cock, make her change up

Whack rappers step ya game up

Flowless wanksta

Kazi spray chumps wit out the kater



[Verstyle]

…….and the mac tucked under the denim

If you a pimp why ya cake wit ya hoes nigga sell 'em

I got a different gat for every day of the week

Malibu brains blowed, tec under my seat

Two 40 cal's in the stash box tucked in my jeep

Getting' brains in the studio fuckin' wit Keak

I'm 21, name a youngsta who be fuckin' wit me

Box Chev wit the gauge on the side of my beat



[Husalah]

Nigga I don't rap for whack

Crack for crack

Tell a bitch that's the zip of the ass crack

Bitch that's the pack

Pass the map, we on a road trip

My post it

Soon as we stop

I'm a smash the front

Pass the back

Ask Jack he had the Lac

We was back to back

He touched down wit 12 rounds

Nigga I had the mac

To get liggidy loose wit

My crew's sick	

Two zips is crumbs

I rock in wit true bricks

Spilled two clips

And killed two tricks

Then we bone out

Whole town lockdown

Whole vagina all blown out



[Husalah talking]

You know what I'm sayin'

Whole vagina's blown out

That's how we leaves y'al