Bring It To Da Door:
This shyt is beginnin' to blow up like dynamite
Just might pick a muthaf**in fight with one of you cross me out
No clout -no doubt for you damn knicca f** that singing shyt
And f** all them teens in your videos that lil kid b**h
Cuzz we some thugs about our hog so don't you speak of us
And ill be honest you ain't speak of us you know we'll bust
Them f**in heads and we gone have to we gone do that shyt
And we'll leave you dramatized as soon as you see these click
And so damn quick we f** yo shyt up
And shyt get better
And even after dark yo p**y a** gone wet the bed up
You little underage, music-waste, front hoes
That's the equation when you sissy f**as don't know;
Yall sing like hoes
I hope you muthaf**as flop some more
And quit or some, beatchu some, or teach you some, about some flow
Mane I wish that I could letchu go
Without the risk of catchin a case I beatchu to the floor
Bring it to da door, knicca..