[Dylan]



                      Yo, Blaze the fire and watch the enemies crumble



                      [Jamaican chant]



                      See the blood of a slave



                      The eyes of a Banta



                      Rise from the grave



                      When they listening to Dylan



                      Action and ways speak clearly like a veteran



                      Looking both ways



                      When concealing my weapon

                    [Babs]



                      I was raised in the gutter



                      Fifties for elevens



                      And a dirty box cutter



                      I'm standing my ground



                      Back and forth out of town



                      I'm getting that cash



                      And niggaz can't see Babs



                      If you ain't licking my ass



                      One tough chick



                      My flows is not to be fucked with



                      Send the word out



                      To them bitches that you run with



                      I'm here now



                      Bitches in trouble I spit fire



                      Quick to bust off



                      Like Weebay from the wire

                    [Ness]



                      Fucking with the grimiest nigga



                      Look in my eyes



                      My life was paralelled park



                      Until I put it in drive



                      D.U.I. smacked and broke both of my headlights



                      Chicks gunning me down



                      Running mad redlights



                      Had low mileage



                      It was either hugging the block or Hip Hop



                      I never will in college



                      I'm only being honest



                      Cadillac with the Mac



                      With the serial stratched up in the lining

                    [Fred]



                      Now pass me some diamonds



                      With some dudes who move



                      When I say them good



                      So the hood call me Simon



                      When I rob I ain't rhyming



                      I change climates



                      And break more records



                      Than Rice did for the Niners

                    [Chorus: (Dylan)]



                      Them silly one now (hey)



                      All gangstas get them bless (hey!!!!)



                      To be wake



                      To be among so many Living Legends



                      Nobody stop me



                      Don't ask me why



                      This a real tall guy saying Budda Bye Bye Bye

                    Them silly one now (hey)



                      All gangstas get them bless (hey!!!!)



                      To be wake



                      To be among so many Living Legends



                      Nobody stop me



                      Don't ask me why



                      I'm a real bad boy saying Budda Bye Bye Bye

                    [Chopper]



                      Man fuck them other niggaz



                      Cause I'm down with my niggaz



                      Yep, we Da Band



                      Y'all niggaz ain't fucking with us



                      Don't make me have to spend that bend and do a pull up



                      Reach for that 10 that have you duckin' them bullets



                      Hit you where it hurt it be hard for you to push up



                      Half-way crook ass niggaz I got you shook up



                      You walk with your head faced down



                      You scared to look up



                      And I know Black and Blue



                      I got the hook up

                    [Babs]



                      I stay on my grind BK niggaz know



                      In your face everyday like a Bad Boy video



                      On the block for a couple of years



                      I done smoked a lot of blunts



                      Drunk a couple of beers



                      The streets know me



                      The hood hold me



                      I paid dues



                      I'm the chick in the click



                      Full of niggaz, I made moves



                      Stay on top of my game



                      I can't lose



                      Get down or lay down



                      Bitch niggaz better choose

                    [Chopper]



                      I ride in the biggest trucks



                      All day, call me, shit



                      I supply the biggest stuff



                      Hit the block



                      Like I'm Cartel blunts



                      Ready for something to dump



                      I feel as though I got the biggest nuts

                    [Ness]



                      Wait, move



                      I put blood in your socks, your shoes



                      Overflowing now you shaking your leg



                      Man I run with the gauge like bacon with eggs



                      It's white, when I bite



                      When I bake it, it's beige

                    [Chorus: 2x]

                    [Dylan speaking Jamaican chant until beat fades out]