Verse 1:
 [Lil' Wayne of the Hot Boys]
 They call me the youngest headbuster walkin'
 Thugged out and all black  calicole sparklin'
 A guerilla till I die  bless me when I'm death
 But for the bread  I bring ya anybody head
 That's how I play it  I don't hold back
 I told Dancer be on the spot were ya sold crack
 Nigga feel played, they step up and get blown back
 I burn 'em twice with a black rusty old Mag
 Now block a Nigga, get off me

 Verse 2:
 [Juvenile of the Hot Boys]
 Get some off that, buy the weed and blow that bitch up
 Won't play with me, like I'ma choke that bitch up
 Keep it on the turf, I might be killin' to get mine
 New prints on the back, I make a million big time
 I'll always be a thug, until I'm trippin' and crazy
 I'ma always stay close with Suga Slim, Wayne and Baby
 Runnin' with a team off cut-throats and backsliders
 All day bullshittin', necklaces and homicides

 Chorus: x4
 [Noreaga]
 Cash Money Niggas, they don't play that shit
 Thugged Out Niggas, we don't play that shit


 Verse 3:
 [Noreaga]
 Thugged Out, Cash Money, ha
 B.G, Juvenile ain't funny ha
 We try to, get that paper like Bugs Bunny ha
 Yo we in the projects with my little honey ha
 Yo what up Kiko, you get's real (?)
 We got's this, chicks to slauve, that right outta Kansas
 Ayyo, these countless bitches
 We used to fuck 'em on campus
 You my roley, ha, ha
 I'm your roley, ha, ha
 Fuck with us, you think a Nigga fuckin' holy, ha
 Semi, Latin cruise, down the Baton Rouge
 Then I, got a Hummer that's sittin' on 32's
 But for the hood, we got the eastcoast locked
 Magnolia and Iraq, now that's my spots
 Come anywhere near there and still be shot
 Prat Niggas, shot Niggas, shot Niggas, shot Niggas
 Shot, shot

 Chorus: x4

 Verse 4:
 [Musalini of Thugged Out Ent.]
 >From N.Y to N.O, Thugged Out and Cash Money
 I'm a thug B, how you gonna stop hungry
 We eatin' pop doubly and beef, we pop dummies
 Run up in hood honey's, it's all good sunny
 Throw your sets up Nigga
 Throw your side up Nigga
 Ride or die young Nigga
 Get high young Nigga
 Stay fly young Nigga
 Do what you gotta, survive young Nigga

 Verse 5:
 [Maze of Thugged Out Ent.]
 Live we fly down in New Orleans
 Get it purpulatin'
 You smell me, keep that fire green circulating
 Thugged Out with Cash Money
 Thugs we stash your arm
 Weeds get blazed from your face till feet
 With us all we stay deep, got beef we're surroundin'
 My Niggas cock back Mags from here to sum the houses
 Get rocked or get it on if you bout it
 Cause boy you're in the zone
 You take routes quick like boy Jones

 Chorus: x4

 Play that shit, play that shit, play that shit