Ooh! Ooh! You bitch! (you bitch!) I told yo' ass that shit won't last forever Ooh! Ooh! All them gimmicks and bite motherfuckers You bitch! i'm slappin niggas into 2000 (yes) Pistol whippin and niggas (yes) where my at? where my real bitches at? (what) where my real killer at? (what) one
scream! Ooh! Ooh! for all my bad bitches thats breakin niggas for bitches Ooh! Ooh! what what, for all my thug that hustle to make cheese niggas Ooh! Ooh! for all them chicken heads who ain't to get on their knees bitches Ooh! Ooh! what, for all my thug niggas and killers who G's me Ooh! Ooh!
for all my makin they cheese smashin with 20's on your V drink and squeeze stack of G's niggas hustle heads keep pluckin i'm thuggin, model, money and weed over fuckin cos ain't no dressin them i'm up in them hoes handcuffin ho when i through i'll have your bitch suckin my toes get in a rolls drawed out on VT i'm that nigga thats sittin on the couch the gold mouth (bling) rockin platinum tryna show out never soldout i was everythin from open to makin the apollo shout Yukmouth that nigga out i'm from the city of where every block has a drughouse and a weed spot full of you can catch me at yo' local LA coppin an ounce of smokin playas on the paper (yes, yes) slang rocks like waste (yes, yes) ridin a 99 right your waist ~ nigga ~ what
my scream Ooh! Ooh! for all my bad bitches that niggas for cheese scream Ooh! Ooh! for all my ballin niggas that hustle to make scream Ooh! Ooh! for all my chicken heads who ain't to get on their knees scream Ooh! Ooh! for all my thug niggas and who take G's me Ooh! Ooh!
for my niggas who rock a Roley on your wrist my hit be 106 ready cowards who knew shits heavy, get ready for the second comin up niggas summoned ~ by God got niggas out they tanks and runnin off that fuckin chain and gunnin niggas get in i'm lettin off that whole magazine on who want it got scared like the hun'ert hide in 2000 five hun'erts you pray to God i'm sluggin for 4, 5 got niggas jumpin out car leavin them broads just runnin pimp niggas your woman i'm y'all i have 'em in the drizzy like the squad menage a always share a broad with a broad the mob best at large three in the car cars can run niggas hustle hard to all my bitches niggas at the bars strippin, swingin from poles to get
scream! Ooh! Ooh! for all my bad bitches thats niggas for cheese scream Ooh! Ooh! for all my ballin that hustle to make cheese niggas Ooh! Ooh! for all my chicken heads that ain't scared to get on their scream Ooh! Ooh! for all my niggas and killers who take G's me Ooh! Ooh!
for all my thug and killers duck-tapin pistol whip and his glitter fuck them hatin and bitches makin figures datin Cristasian dinners pay forget it they know how to break a i got killers on the +pay plannin to hit me Fedderchini Alfredo take a to pull like Wako if i say so cos i make mo' the average Joe I rock a row (bling) you rock a ol' 'sako got everything in the ro' except cable flows givin it to who softer than play-doh don't no moves watch who you talk to i'll you, off you make the cops chalk you niggas talkin shit about Yuk is cost you your fuckin head, your arms, your legs, i'm cuttin off balls too this is for all you bad gettin cheese nickin niggas E's, hittin weed
scream! Ooh! Ooh! for all my bad bitches breakin niggas for cheese bitches Ooh! Ooh! for all my ballin niggas hustle to make cheese niggas Ooh! Ooh! for all them chicken heads who ain't to get on their knees bitches Ooh! Ooh! for all my thug and killers who take G's me Ooh! Ooh! [fades