(feat. Crunchy Black)



[Intro: Dj Paul]

Yeah Yeah What Yeah Yeah Motherfucker

Yeah Yeah Motherfucker What!

Ooooooooweeee! Da Headbussaz In This Motherfucker

Dj Paul, Fiend, Juicy J, New Orleans, Memphis, It's Going Down!



[Chorus x2: Project Pat]

We Smokin Bud, Sippin Siz-urp, And Poppin Pills

We Smokin Bud, Sippin Siz-urp, And Poppin Pills

Yo Car Bumping Riding Clean And You See We Poe

And Now You Wonderin Why We Kickin In Yo Back Doe



[Verse 1: Fiend]

They call me Fiend, da adaquate tactics (?)

mask on my face sayin' "bitch, make me use dis Automatic"

mind shot, define stop it I Can't Do It

bet he load them boys hoes so lets get to it

I'm countin my last nickels and quarters

was bothered straight to his daughter, a purple water menauger (?)

conscience never bothered becuz I done had it da hardest

whether da money show, we'll probably kill him regardless

spotted out da targets boy get ready to get him off ya

choke em hit em split him crossin da bridge then we toss em

countin fettuce for lettuce you wishin you never met us

to only come encountered with 17th survivor methods

the crushin of tin (?) address it again stress after da gin

cut up da bodys and leave em in garbage bins

behind da route 2 all lethal

layin down yall people and got away with a g full



[Chorus x2: Project Pat]

We Smokin' Bud, Sippin Siz-urp, And Poppin Pills

We Smokin' Bud, Sippin Siz-urp, And Poppin Pills

Yo Car Bumpin' Ridin' Clean And You See We Poe

And Now You Wonderin Why We Kickin In Yo Back Doe



[Verse 2: Juicy "J"]

Everytime you see a playa, I'm livin nice

I'm ridin' big boys and cars, just check da price

they call me e-bay black tar, wit glisten' ice

that drank dat bud light cold beer, and shoot dem dice

all in da club wit dem thugs, dat start dem fights

who da buckest up in here is it left or right

so pop yo pills, show yo grill and sniff dem rice

I'm gonna drank and get da shitty face all night



[Verse 3: Crunchy Black]

Ridin in da motherfuckin mean jo green

lexus with my kin folks and we sippin on lean

bout to go do da damn fuckin' thing

I tell my nigga to pass me dat green

roll roll roll roll, fire up da dope

I like to be hi when I kick in ya doe' (door)

I told yall niggaz I ain't playin' no mo'

get down my nigga get down on dat floor



[Chorus x2: Project Pat]

We Smokin' Bud, Sippin Siz-urp, And Poppin Pills

We Smokin' Bud, Sippin Siz-urp, And Poppin Pills

Yo Car Bumpin' Ridin' Clean And You See We Poe

And Now You Wonderin Why We Kickin In Yo Back Doe



[Verse 4: Dj Paul]

Da bigga da ruger Da bigga da luger come out it

you want da city carry on hoe cuz bitch I'm bout it

I hope you good cuz we really got these silencers

before ya boys know we rip ya braids in back of ya

ya eyes all open, ya girl screamin ya boys runnin

but me and my niggaz are still automatic gunnin

steady lettin off shots til it ain't no movin'in

all of you bitches gonna die if I got somethin to do with it

this shit is real I thought i'd be tha first to let ya know

I send mo' killers than sauce is sent out at scarface hoe

and have some smoke comin out you hoe's car does

while I'm at da Matrix smokin on some do'do'

you should've known fuckin with me was a no,no

but then you had to try to show out in da studio

so I'm a let you get da chance to show me what you bout

and try to rap dat shit with bullets through yo' fuckin mouth



[Chorus x2: Project Pat]

We Smokin' Bud, Sippin Siz-urp, And Poppin Pills

We Smokin' Bud, Sippin Siz-urp, And Poppin Pills

Yo Car Bumpin' Ridin' Clean And You See We Poe

And Now You Wonderin Why We Kickin In Yo Back Do