Yo it's a hit  you picked the wrong cat to fuck with
 The wrong thug kid to buck with  you better duck quick
 or get your shit split  with infinite shit  from outta the clip
 Niggaz is struck with the underworld click

 Yo it was midnight and rainy and  spotted these three Panamanians
 Gold chains  and carryin Iranians
 Pulled out to stain me and  these cats might try to flame me
 and shit  might be hit sent from this bitch nigga Damien
 Used to slang 'caine, back to back, up in this game we in
 Went against the grain when he got banged in his cranium
 Now he got cats all on my back, tryin to bang me and
 from Peru, flew in a crew of evil, now shit is lethal
 Drew the Eagle, blew about two
 and made one of the two see-through, but I still see two
 of his peoples, up in a Regal, and they got heat to equal
 shit that got put in Beenie Seagal, fuck these illegal
 alien-ass niggaz out of the grass
 Put extra clips upon the dash and continued to blast
 Fire flashed, I left another one of em splashed
 The bloodbath, three niggaz found dead on the ave
 Went to a phone to hit my nigga Big C, swiftly
 Yo dig the shit G, these niggaz tried to hit me
 Yo meet me in about fifty, with Big Ash, be movin quickly
 I'm about to hit D, put that motherfucker six feet
 "Aiyyo what happened G?" Niggaz on the ave was clappin at me
 Bustin at me, tryin to put caps in my nappy
 "Yo as long as you made it kid I'm happy"
 We still goin to where this cat be, with AK's all day
 Called up my nigga Jay, call the nigga Damien for me okay?
 Make it about 3:38, straight, this is what you say
 "Aiyyo we fucked up, he got away"
 If he play, I'ma split his toupee, we on our way
 to this nigga's office, with armed forces, he showin softness
 and watchin, horses racin with other bosses
 Pulled out the torch and, the nigga saw the guns, got stunned
 He probably got none, knowin he bout to catch a hot one
 Terrorizin the whole spot son, the phone rung
 He acted like it was the wrong number, lookin all dumb
 Hands on the glock spun, five minutes later, the shots rung
 That nigga got done, died with his hand on a cocked gun

 Yo it's a hit, you picked the wrong cat to fuck with
 The wrong thug kid to buck with, you better duck quick
 or get your shit split, with infinite shit, from outta the clip
 Niggaz is struck with the underworld click

 Yo it's a hit, you picked the wrong cat to fuck with
 The wrong thug kid to buck with, you better duck quick
 or get your shit split, with infinite shit, from outta the clip
 Niggaz is struck with the underworld click

 February 14 in '95, time about 4:45
 I'm coppin pies in a highrise
 Dealin with shit like this you need five eyes, dinosaur size
 These fuckin chi-chi's, have you covered with flies
 Came in with two wiseguys, fuckin guns big as lifesize
 Had a chick up on the bed and shit, with the nice thighs
 Yo senorita, mamasita, wish to plead with boricua cliqua
 Arriba, flashed the heat now
 she started talkin, seconds later two Cubans walked in
 Holdin packages of silver chalk and, shit ain't the raw and
 became a war man, he put two in my man's internal organs
 But for the poison, tryin to fuckin Freemen like Morgan
 Two hit the floorin, with blood pourin, left em snorin
 Their wigs tore in, layin all up against the door then
 the nigga spray, I caught a slug in my shoulder blade
 My boulder grazed, I'm catchin flashbacks of older days
 in the small caves, I'm dazed and shit
 She goin to bed with the spray shit, tryin to lay shit
 OK bitch, and fuck the gay shit, started to lay shit
 and left the brave bitch wet, part of her neck and face hit
 Emptied the clip, then replaced it
 Niggaz is on the floor tomato pasted
 wasted, spirit eras-ted
 Bonnie cased it, went to the other side, embraced it
 The whole place is lit, we Scarfacin shit
 Cigar case and shit, on some marksmen shit
 One nigga strainin moanin in pain aimin his biscuit
 My man fixed it, left him with his wig twisted
 Wipe all my fingerprint ballistics, went to the other room
 and saw the brick shit, straight legit shit, bag it and zip it
 Left out the front door like we ain't do shit

 Yo it's a hit, you picked the wrong cat to fuck with
 The wrong thug kid to buck with, you better duck quick
 or get your shit split, with infinite shit, from outta the clip
 Niggaz is struck with the underworld click

 Yo it's a hit, you picked the wrong cat to fuck with
 The wrong thug kid to buck with, you better duck quick
 or get your shit split, with infinite shit, from outta the clip
 Niggaz is struck with the underworld click