*(Yukmouth)*
Regime nigga!! What! on it! 9!(Tech 9!) Uh. Phats (Phats Boss) (Gonzoe) L.Q. (L.Q.)!
*(Phats Bossi)*
Throw up yo if you Thugged Out! First nigga act up, first gettin drugged out! Throw up yo if you Thugged Out! First nigga act up, first gettin drugged out!
1 *(Yukmouth)*
Balla niggas fuck all'a ya women draped up in linen I spit this fly since I was 5 years old on 'ol Osh Kosh Bi'Gosh shit toss ya bitch, keep it top secret, it Smoke-A-Lot click, walkin around wit ounces in pockets bitches it we ridin Benz's, still drivin 50 rockets nigga don't it but you need to it top shit I to cop bricks it up an chop like La-Bobbitt pushin the 5 through the projects til the led 9 spits nigga you rhyme sick, but you could never around wit my shit my click my crew hard time shit criminal minded, posted on the shit that cone silencer for one shit turnin, pounds ashes drinkin Cristal the bottle fuck ya Black-N-Milds to the plastic the trial was kinda drastic limo driver got his ass kicked, to sue us BUT YOU YOU FUCKIN BASTARD! I'm A-1 Yola juss the package delivered in wrappin niggas get an put in a casket to ashes an dust to dust, when they fuck wit Yuk plus I got my own record SO THE FUCK IS UP!
2 *(Phats Bossi)*
When is usual we pop Christy an stack Bentley's ya pockets empty