[Hook - 8x]
Who dat wanna do dat, like run up on a n***a
That'll bust, and make the crowd move back (who dat)
[Pharoah]
I got the recipe, to help a kilo swell
Like seventy two O.C.'s, that potent sh**
Imported from overseas
Roll herb and the leaves, and blow the trees
Running with a clan, of them soldier G's
k**ing n***as in day, or the night time
When I'm running with a motherf**ing 9 millimeter
I'm Pharoah the six foot nine
South Park slang, stain my brain
Now I remain in a hell of a game, cause I stay for
One nation, under the groove
Getting down with the funk, by packing a tool
Like a n***a in the trunk, when I'm jamming the Screw
Guerilla Maab and k**a Klan connection
f**ing em up, like an infection
Leave dull, as a lethal injection
Underground individual
A n***a better get his god damn a** on
If he wanna last long, cause if he stick around
When I get to dumping and blasting, his a** gone
It ain't sh** to me, to pull in the head
Better ask somebody, I'm a n***a that always
Be on top and thoed, waiting on one of you hoes to come try me
[Trae]
A motherf**er, coming up out of the gutter
Guerilla militia, a thug n***a
Ain't scared to pack triggas, or hunt n***as
Slug n***as run up on me n***a
I'ma be a great n***a, flat line
Ahead of my time we shut it down, what now
I'm a young type n***a, that be ready to click
Too quick, to let a n***a knock me outta my sh**
I f** around and throw fists, till I damage they click
Who the n***a, that'd wanna get apart
Better take your time, we go hard in the paint
n***a what you think we fell off, hell naw
Cause we been on the block, trying to collect my pay
Make dance what a n***a say
When I'm running on the block, with a AK
Going anyway, tell it'd be best not to play with Trae
I ain't got it all, stepping in my zone and yelling f** y'all
So you better move around or get down, I ain't playing
With one of em, I'm a head buster
Gotta lay low before I touch you, rubbing your guns
Or f** around, and make a n***a punk rush you
With a automatic Glock, I can't stop and won't like Pac
When it comes to the brain splitter
You oughtta be able to tell, Guerilla Maab
And Street Military in the game, we'll never fail
[Hook - 8x]
[Dougie D]
Who dat, wanna be f**ing around
With a n***a, that be packing a Glock
With a infrared dot, taking em out with one shot
It's the Maab and that Military, and never gonna stop
So motherf**ers will bust spots
Behind enemy lines, we known to get down
Motherf**ers be left running and move on round
Feel us now, repping the street life we will drop bombs
Trying to play mind games, that'll make a n***a have to find you
n***a holla, n***a slide you, n***a put him up in the trunk
And ride through H-Town, and then lied by bombs
For a n***a, y'all ain't really ready for the entourage
The k**as are what I bring, k**as and blood spillers on my team
Squeezing these, to fulfill they dreams
I'm a thoed motherf**er, that's known to drop bombs
Like a n***a went bad, before Vietnam
Raining on parades, banging em ranging AK's
That spray, you f** around with the wrong ones play boys
Say boy, my n***as don't play boy, hey boy
I'm a n***a that'll rough you up, and f** you up
And you don't wanna play boy
[Z-Ro]
b**h you better not be, playing with my lil bro
f** around, and fill your body up with slugs
Coming around the corner, smoking on the marijuana
Looking for a son of a b**h, with a mug
But I gotta maintain, keeping my composure
Military crawl down, Southside soldier
Pulling up on a motherf**er, that I opposition in a tank
Running everybody over, clover be wishing well
Better bust b**h, cause I'ma bust b**h
Better duck quickly, and swiftly
I'ma continue my c.d.'s, fellas and split the D
And that's for dome, you better leave me alone
And get on, cause I'm a murder on mobster
Eat steak and lobster, constantly taking
Your merchandise, out of your cars so
Don't make a n***a carve you
Give me that off your wrist, better not miss
Catch you up under your gun, look at how the blood run down
You got a gun, I got a gun nobody run now
Who dat wanna do dat, like run up on a n***a
That'll bust, and make the crowd move back
You don't wanna that red black, blue black
Motherf**er say who dat
[Hook - 8x]