[Verse: Dubee] I'm super [?] Chop it up with the rifle Locked on the block with dime cells Busting these n***as that might tell n***a my shells hit your mind cell Cutthoat n***a make a strap go blap And then it fade to black n***a that's just how we act I'm super sav'd out Turftop n***a, yoking a gla** house f** with me, you're a** out Don't call 'til he pa** out and smash out b**h my n***as be quick to curt and skurt all in the name of dough Now what you in it fo? I'll have you know Saw boss, with the skrizzle with the saw 'Til it's reemy, rock reezy, four five beezy's tan it off They say I'm off the hook, it's looking Cook a n***a 'cause I'm crooked If I spot it then I took it If I rock it then I juk it Man, it's the green feind That's what we all about n***a been in it for some figures Snatchin' b**hes turn 'em out I'm on the roller, burn 'em out Is we soldiers? Ain't no doubt We move the cola, blow the doja See we all thugged out