[Verse 1]
They be like stupid, where you been at?
We ain't seen you in weeks
Yeah, I been tryna' catch a body off in them streets
They went and k**ed my lil' homie so I'm back on the east
Catch him on Anaheim [?] back of the seat
They call me stupid 'cause I shoot it, I don't think I don't blink
I been wit' it since Xzibit used to PIMP
You ain't down to keep it silent, you ain't down to catch a body
Boy, I hopped up off the porch banging norf illuminati
When I hop up out the four-door, don't you touch my body
This is undercover brother I am not in no Givenchy
Know you know it but I gotta say it baby, I'm from Poppy
If you hold it then you gotta spray it, baby don't be sloppy
If I catch you with your faux hoe, we k**in' everybody
k** your pappy, k** your mommy, k** your second-cousin Connie
And my crime [?]
Boosie in the trunk with faith
But if they interrogating, I don't know nobody
I ain't with the business
This is just an image
I ain't hurt nobody
I don't know who did it
Buster [?]
Enemies stalking me harder than the [?]
Ended up a martyr