I give all of ya'll few in the dome So when you see me, think about a funeral home A lot of n***as get fed to the crabs And yeah I'm a boss, four hoes give me head in the bath Pound of weed is like a medicine bag I look at my son different Gun spitting head in your back, stand over the body And fire again, send Sigel a wire, I'm riding again We getting it on, throw your man' leg on a loan He can't walk, put your brother' tongue in a mail He can't talk, kissing the ring or kissing the dirt? I'm in the back of the limo, lifting her skirt, ripping your earth Blowing weed in the Corona deluxe, phony n***as wanna roll in a truck, but they don't know what's up, f**ing with k**ers you f**ing with squealers, I'm the prince of the hood, I'm the one who wrote the criminal pillars