Through expression of ghetto grammar
I be sorta like the hammer to the Jag
You the mag to the Huffy
You're looked at like scruffy
When you tell Jason
What's your ? chasin'
By mobs, my ? jobs
Yeah, that's my
Fight it off if it's a microphone style
That be like the cloak pies
Of the buck to the block
To the Tec, to the pimp
The buck to the Glock to the Tec
To k** catchin' dizzy spells