[Intro:] I don't even do 24's, haha I'm only doing this for you Poobs They said I sound good on these down south beats I've never seen you smile (Hue-HA) Kiss my ass nigga
[Verse:] I'm a D-Block general, I be bringing paper in Caught a bad deal in the beginning, now I'm raping them Poked the Chevy out for the summer on 28's again What is he drinking, what is he smoking, how he making them How's he been nice for so long, why they hating him Got him doing time, in the box, isolating him Got money, and he love pressure, they ain't braking him Tight shirts, tight pants, all these homo-sapiens All these niggas is trash, and they over rating them Put 'em in the booth with me, I'm annihilating them Who ever you think is pumped up, I'm inflating them Jail niggas, niggas in the hood, I relate to them Blood money, and drug money, I was caking 'em There when they broke the pies down, they was baking them My enemies, I wish them all luck, and I pray for them Cause when ever we cross paths, that'll be the day for them Thompson's, M16's and AK's for them Can just get one, bullets like Frito Lay for them Close casket, leave nothing but legs for them Fuck mercy, no need to beg for them Yea, just let the Devil deal with 'em Uh, and the other niggas that squeal with them Fuck boys, do fuck shit I wasn't before, and I'm still not to be fucked with What!