And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
 X-Raided and ya don't stop...

 Straight going on a war path, taking niggas out like it ain't shit
 You can't coup with the X-Loc gone hit
 A nigga gotta be, don't even try to be a friend of me
 You just want a piece of me
 I know what I see thru my eyes:
 I see another black brotha living life streetwise
 Who's making dollars like a dope man
 Making money anyway a nigga can
 Taking your shit and selling drugs
 Getting drunk, sagging Levi's, looking like a thug
 Hanging with my miggas at the spot
 The spot's hot so I'm looking for cops
 And I spotted one
 Told my nigga Trip to slap a clip in a gun
 9 double M, the U-Z-I, you ask me why
 Cause a nigga ain't gonna die...
 Like a sucka, I'm going out spraying
 Letting fools know X-Raided ain't playing
 Tha Murder, yeah, I got something to do with it
 Cause I shoot cha punk ass in a minute...

 And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
 And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
 And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
 Lynch Hung and ya don't stop...

 People always ask why I act this way
 I say: cause I'm a villain like my homeboy Ray
 A straight lunatic, a little skitzo
 A male hoe, a mothafucking psycho
 Killing punk niggas like flies
 You piss me off and everybody dies
 X ain't the one to be ludicrous
 Any mothafucka I wanna diss I'm gonna diss
 It might be you if ya on the shitlist
 Instead of an 'uncle' I make ya say 'triple-six'
 And make you suck four dicks
 In otherwords you can get the duck sick
 And ya better do it good, choke this dick
 Make me nut real quick
 20 seconds like a mothafucka
 It feels good like a mothafucka so, bitch: suck
 It tastes like chocolate, that's the nickname
 Doggy style, I'm known to inflict pain
 Making hoes feel real swell
 A nigga with a mind like me needs to go to hell
 Where else can a nigga go? (Nowhere!)
 In heaven the mothafuckas don't allow psycho
 Now the book is closed
 A fool like me killed all them hoes
 Cause I (shoot a mothafucka in a minute)...

 And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
 And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
 And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
 Yo, pump it up, nigga and ya don't stop...

 The definition for a skitzo is
 Strictly killing any tough son of a bitch
 When I say tough I mean he thinks he's tough
 I'm kinda fed up, a nigga done had enough...
 Of this shit to last me a year or two
 What in the fuck a nigga gotta do...
 Nowadays to get his point across
 I don't know, I guess ya gotta get toasted like a salad
 A ballad of a menace, ya can call this a ten percent diss
 Ya get pissed but I don't give a fuck
 Ya wanna squab, yo, what the fuck is up?
 My nigga Trip got a nine for ya ass
 Talk shit, mothafucka, and we blast
 Three sixes' the code that we use
 I'm killing muslims, baptists and jews
 And the hovers, fuck the witness
 Hitting niggas to the triple-six sickness
 At my house windows are tened
 Knock on my door: I shoot cha in a minute...

 And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
 And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
 And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
 And ya don't stop...

 The definition for X-Raided
 Is ruthless attitude towards every delinquent
 Don't forget the 'X' for 'X-tra'
 The X-tra as I kicks so nobody steps up
 To the villain peeping that bullshit
 I grab the nine and unload the clip
 Spray every punk nigga on the scene
 Cause I'm a lunatic, know what I mean?
 Don't forget that Triple-Six got the backfade
 Step up, try to steal, ya get sprayed
 Cause I'm not giving up an inch
 And neither is the mothafucking Lynch...Hung
 But you ain't dumb, you know what's up
 The whole Mafia is crazier than a mothafuck
 We don't give a fuck about the nextman
 Unless he's down with our clan
 And if ya ain't then ya got nothing incomment
 Do like a nigga from Compton
 And start running a hundred miles to the city I'm from
 S-A-C, punk bitch, you can't get none
 I'm from South Sac, we all packed
 Even that nigga Homicide is kicking raps
 A title to be welthy and we taking it
 And if not we'll shoot cha in a minute...

 And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
 And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
 And ya don't stop (and ya don't stop)...
 Can I kick it? (And ya don't stop)...
 Can I kick it? (And ya don't stop)...
 Can I kick it? (And ya don't stop)...
 And ya don't stop and ya don't stop...
 And I'm out