[Intro: E-40]
What is e-freezy up in dis motherfuker ya'll
We got that n***a Scrappy up in this mutha fuker night
We got that n***a Bohagon up in dis mutha fukah night
We got BME up in this b**h n***a yea what is it though
Yea lets monster up on these squares
[Hook x2: Bohagon]
I won't play no games with chu p**y n***as
I f** around pull that tang on you p**y n***as
I'm too clean to try that swang wit chu p**y n***as
I b-bang b-bang bang on you p**y n***as
[Verse 1: E-40]
I full a hover rock on a yola track fit
Flicking yellow tape like jocking
Bullet casings on da sidewalk on da soil block we flickin making da
Yedi dat we earn fresh braids and cavadesses ‘n' dem dreadlocks n dem perms
We slicker den worm s**m
Mouthpiece mayne
Yea I hear ya ninja mi ninja
We can talk our way outta
Anything
Con your wife outa her wedding ring
Manipulate (what else)
I can say a Freddy Krueger a** a dream
Magazine street laced and groomed
Dr. K pimp then a tycoon
I smell like s**ah repellent you
Smell like perfume
If dis was a kids party you
Wouldn't pop a balloon n***a you go all good n***a I go all bad
My music be in da hood
Ya music be in a pad
Some of my n***as smoke backwood
Some of my n***as smoke zads
My n***as be catching bodies
Ya n***as be catching cabs
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Bohagon]
Ya'll n***as ain't real ya jus' some play play
I do ya dance sitting on d**h row like dre day
Have you ever seen boogas pumps, and A.K's
Ya gangsta with hey hey hey ya dun say
Hk called quite a may lay now dun dey
Scare witness's so damn bad dey dont say
Dis game will scare n***as so bad they won't play
sh** a n***a might draw down spray and then escape
I'm da truth in da booth
Or whether I'm bustin through da cutla** coupe
A man shot right be fo da cops come through
Straight no chaser 180 and proof ghetto child on da loose
Off top y'all n***as dunno who I am
I Bohagon b**h I blam blam blam
I don't give a dam dun f** with my fam'
'Hagon, E-40, Scrap our pistols dun jam
Hear me clicking
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Lil Scrappy]
Its to my advantage to call a challenge
Knocking my ballads and I bet chu won't say sh**
Any n***a with balls straight knock off his face quik
I can keep turnin' my cheek but I ain't got da patience
All energized up and blown up fo da camera
You dun want me to git gone real and bam ya
Slam ya n den put cha down in a hammer
Boy looking miserable ‘because he ran outta stamina
Roll up a blunt like some blue mint sleeve
Make ya fade ta black like ya name was Jay-Z
Hey baby you will never date me
Straight ready baby rolled up on da street
All my enemies lay it down on your knees
Or I'll be forced to release nothing but hella .. (3:34) n***a please
Make every n***a bleed in your clique
Like dey was sick with some kinda disease
[Hook]
[Outro: E-40]
Yea n***a, the definition of a p**y n***a
A p**y n***a's a square a** motherf**er
That like to pillow talk that like to roll over on motherf**ers a turn
Affidavit you know what Im talking about
That'd do anything to please a b**h man
I mean whether selling out his own motherf**ing brother man
Thats a p**y n***a man you dig I mean what is it mayne know what I'm talking about?
It's E-Feezy up in this b**h man talking to you
Square a** n***as man with you square sh** we into player sh** man you know
Yee talking to me I talk back right its BME man sick wit this b**h too don't get it twisted
That n***a Scrappy, Bohagon b**h!