Yeah, hell yeah, know what I'm sayin, yeah
[Verse One: Dre]
Mista Busta, where the f** ya at?
Can't scrap a lick, so I know ya got your gat
Your dick on hard, from f**in your road dogs
The hood you threw up with, n***az you grew up with
Don't even respect your a**
That's why it's time for the doctor, to check your a**, n***a
Used to be my homey, used to be my ace
Now I want to slap the taste out yo mouth
Make you bow down to the row