stay gutta, i stomp out u think the beef is over, please joker,
ill run up on ya wit heat and roast ya/ make u meet ja hova
i see ya chochaa i aint blind/so if i see u slippin lil nigga its playtime/
i stay grindin/if i need the money my nigga i will deal/i seen more yayo
than jail cells/yall stay frail and i make the streetz rock/cuz my jointz is hotta den weedspotz/my jewleries real dawg/ the girlies holla/and dat plastic
on ya neck cost 30 dollars/u aint workin nada, so u dyin to snitch to get money,cuz no one wanna higher a bitch/if im eyein batch, homie baggin em/slowly mackin em/da chickens love the cock man itz only natural/
u walk in wit a chick thinkin u pinp harder/ but she leave for me cuz im a bit sharper/strapped wit a 9 and a clip partna/and on the feet iller dunks than vince carter/my shits harder the lyrics is killa/alwayz got diamonds in my hand dun u'd think i was jigga --Da NtRuDa-- u aint even see it comin....