Woorden: Dre Stackz. Grindin' On Hataz.

[Intro/Hook]

[1st verse]
yea they fucked up and let this jack up out the box
i'm killin dis niggaz like when the nina pop ox
n i ain't playin wit em
Ak spray and hit em
soul in da sky, the worms they be layin wit em
i got da perfect cap for them domes it'll always fit em
Sammie Soso wit da bat yea gon split em
i keep da hype bubblin like da pyrex pot
i'm major business like dat cocaine and crack rocks
i spit dat crack hot
flow up in ya viens i'm dat crack ox
major profit my birth right
my work tight
young instine my mathematics fine
they call me coin star i stay wit them dimes
it's over for ya'll lame boys
ya dome be my aim boy
n time is money so dont waste mine boy
you'd thank i was a skater the way i grind boy
i put this niggaz in they place like jigsaw toys

[Hook]

[2nd verse]
yea shoota, shoota, shoota
nigga pull out dem rogers
bullet do a cat scan straigh through ya momdubla
hit ya body hard, yea they certified bruisers
now aim shit and bang shit
how can i explain this
my gorillaz is tameless
let me put it to ya like dis
fa a stack of dat cash goons a let da shootie blast
n stretch ya body out like a fuckin pilaties class
through ya bodybag over da bridge and turn dat bitch to ash
yea goons in all black
call em my batmen
you bastards win the award fa best actin
so boys steady clappin
9 poppin at niggaz like paparazzi cameras
dem goons a blame ya
home depot. employees so they stay wit da hammaz
black gats black bandanaz
i call it murder, murder
mu, mu, mu, murder, murder
but i ain't santana

[Hook]

(Thanks to Mario for these lyrics)