[Obie Trice] 



We run this shit, fo-five on the hip 

Been ridin' for Shady.... 



[ Cashis ] 



Cashis 'n' O, Shady Records 

The dream team... 



[ Verse 1 ] [ Cashis ] 



Sittin' in the back of the, all gray Accura 

Gun to the passenger, for acting tough 

Scatter wheel in the passin, Harder than assasin 

Plus I'm on the draw-down, quick as fuck, 

Last move 'fore I give all street shit up 

Put a nigga in the ground, face down, feet up 

This nigga here tried to cuff me for my Re-Up 

When I went to his crib he called police up 

Now you on your way to being pimp paplega 

For sending messages through bitches like, 'You gon' see us' 

Shady! Cash, king of the dope-fiends, plus 

Can move a square mile by blocks 'till I'm creamed up 

Take the bullet out of Obie head, put it in my pistol and use it 

As ammunition on the niggas that hit, fam 

I got to war on the regular, man 

Cause I'm part of the dream team, you a regular man 

Force rap, I don't see no competitors, and 

You see things like me, when my metal run hand 

I'm a state case boy with a federal plan 

And huntin' them beats, beatin' the shit out skinheads 

I'm the spirit of a G, bringin' lyrics to the street 

I'm Cashis, a real dope boy on the beat 

Slumped in the seat, tucked, clutchin' the heat 

Basically, you niggas can't fuck with me 



[ Chorus ] [ Cashis ] 



We run this shit, fo'-five on the hip, 

'Bout to ride for Shady 

Y'all niggas ain't hard, y'all niggas ain't real 

Y'all niggas ain't crazy 

Bring it on if you want, you don't know the homicides 

That I've done lately 

We run this shit, fo'-five on the hip 

'Bout to ride for Shady 



[ Verse 2 ] [ Obie Trice ] 



Yeah, Trice is back on the Alchy track 

With Cashis, capitalising on this mic, in fact 

We fuckin' with the captain of rap, my nigga with the Nike cap 

Keep the cottonoid in quite exact 

So I'm luring you cats into the second class act 

Where maturing's the number uno asset, as yet 

Who's the pastor, driver, O. Trice 

The flow to die for and death blow survive 

I echo through your external vibe 

With internal experiences I've acquired 

I'm probably the most honest Hip-Hopper alive 

A victim, depicting images from my own eyes 

Never livin' through holmes, why 

Homie got his own set of stand-up cahoonas, stand-up guy 

It's Cashis, O. Tri', rappers we blow by 

This is as accurate as the masses will have it, no lie 

(nigga!) 



[ Chorus ] [ Obie Trice ] 



[ Chorus ] [ Cashis ]