[Lil' and Billy Danzini] You rappers get the boot Sprayed brew, I'm shootin f.a.g.'s at they video shoot I your ass off quick, so yo, muthafuck karate, boy Don't around and make me catch a batty boy You ain't but a f.a.g., you fake-ass gangsta You don't want it with the Famester Bringin it to you be the last, kid I'm to blast, kid Aiyo, let's take it to ass, kid Danz, the o.g. The nigga that you fake-ass gangstas see I'm to die for my respect If I have to I let So I walk with a fifth and I pray to a tec In '93 I down But now these so-called gangsta-ass got gased are not ready, derelicts are petty Nigga, I be your worst nightmare like I was Niggas be sweet, claimin they packin heat Get a rugged peek and wanna talk the street You niggas ain't livin And rappers that's claimin that underground I put ass under ground for life Wait, I'ma set that ass Herbs perpetrate But look, my burner don't All race, creed, shape, Anytime's fine me You f.a.g.
(Front, I it a thrill to kill) (Straight up and down, act you want a confrontation)
Fame] Here it is for you niggas that chastise the M.O.P., nigga, recognize the name I'm beatin down punks and breakin down When he I hit him with the old brown pump Because we're goin all out, to Miz You gotta get it like Jason got his Nigga, your whole be rearranged Because I'ma give em a buck fifty and let em keep the Another smoked, oh Lord Because he just watchin 'Menace', he musta thougth he was O-Dog Ass out for the last nigga that drama I smoked him with the 9mm lama You fake thugs ain't bustin slugs, A muthafucka like you deserve 12 to mug piece So all you niggas start tracks Because there's too many baloney muthafuckas fakin jacks I go to for my joint, muthafucka, you know me the one and only, and M.O.P. Gunsmoke when I a man Because I smoke muthafuckaas the 9mm man
Danzini] Plow! You nigga, you better walk with my muthafuckin burner will I talk See, I'm from the Marks, and that makes me a know tonight? My fifth be talkin Fake drive by and try to hit me with a clip full kinda shit is he tryin to pull? All you bitch-ass niggas got to be Tryin to get wreck, squeezin out nothin when bustin tec I'm Billy Danz, of the underground Hillfigure, yo, nigga, I get down What I be on is the untold truth of a livin So one of you niggas is comin up out of his shell M.O.P. out till the end This is how we separate the boys the men niggas that's ill niggas that kill niggas The beaver sneak with his finger on the trigger Fake gangstas got mad war stories to how many muthafuckas they blew up in jail They said their camp was mad and they had crazy pull That little bitch, but now he like Sammy the Bull