I got yo hoe.
 I'm yo bitch nigga?
 aight.

 (3X)
 Back up off me  back up off me
 when I step in this bitch I wanna hear you scream

 Verse 1:

 Nigga hoe this
 Nigga what? Nigga bitch that In fact
 Bigga I ain't yo' motherfuckin hoe or yo' motherfuckin bitch
 Betta yet let's sit where all the motherfuckin killers sit
 So I can get in the middle; get rowdy push and shove
 Nigga where the fuck I come from, we call it love
 Nigga I'll never be caught in the back
 nigga that's where all the pretty muthafuckaz be sittin at
 You know the bitches that's scared to bust back
 I fuck wit drug dealers, nigga cap pealers
 If I come to yo' town and you ain't got one
 I'ma leave wit a million motherfuckin killers
 Tank soldiers, marchin, shit talkin
 If you want me to holla at ya dawg nigga start fuckin barkin (barking)
 If you bustas bust first, and I bag shit
 or see a nigga with his hoe and you still talkin
 bitch you came to the right clique
 I'm the type of nigga I don't fuck wit retaliation
 Nigga I'll step in this bitch and I'll start a pistol whippin session
 Ya heard me?

 Chorus:

 Rowdy is the fuck nigga
 bout it is the fuck nigga
 So what the fuck you said?
 Fuck you Serv!
 (repeat 3 times)

 Back up off me, back up off me
 when I step in this bitch I wanna hear you scream
 (repeat 3 more times)

 Verse 2:

 I said I'm with No Limit and y'all niggaz hate me
 I fuck wit the hoez y'all wanna fuck and y'all niggaz sit
 around like some bitches and talk about me
 I fuck the hoes y'all love to fuck, now you ain't know that
 Go head nigga dont be like no bitch nigga
 come on now talk about me; I'm a War nigga, battle ready
 I'll step in the motherfuckin ring nigga
 You bad as fuck come on and test me
 Cutthroat drug dealer from St. Louis to Miami accept me
 Why the fuck y'all from the same place
 and why the fuck y'all gon' sweat me?
 His daddy's car, his daddy's house
 I know some pregnant hoes who got some better shit to talk about
 Big Vi's told me killers don't talk
 They just put 15 albums in the top 25 and every fuckin music shop
 And now I'm bout to add mines
 And I can see it in your heart you fuckin hate my kind
 Cause I fuck wit the pound, cause I'm wit No Limit
 Cause I sell more records on yo' block than you did in yo' town
 You best to be leavin nigga don't be mad, ease up clown
 Nigga dont make me lay it fuckin down!

 Chorus: repeat until fade