big r crazy bars shooting stars going hard big black car aint no hearts only gang signs its the fame time aint no blame time im the semi main crime with the shine bussa lime with a dime ill be fine ive been making it in the hood like in 1908 if you aint feeling good then you aint straight no debate pull out the choppas or a rake like im a katana hit you and yo father like a nascar with a labana and yo mama aint no more joe biden so no more gas price rising up to the top and if you see me and the boys you know that we dont stop not no mop pull out the glock in the gang go dra da da hit you up like bababa go lalala no mama got my papa out here in the streets when its gang time we go and hit with the beats and it aint no lame time dont suffer defeat hit the main guys or going out in the heat flame bound bang sounds aint no shame in that so dont start talking back you hjust walked into a trap so now get hit with a bat and boys pull out hte strap while i go in and clap guess what your father aint back cause i put him in his grave and aint letting it go back to working as slave's the right time to fight crime the same way i did even though its really funny cause its kinda funny i dont even like kids my bike friends take the meds go to bed and wake up feeling great again not your friend broke amends loose threads pull the line and by life i make it just fine fun time fun crimes no wrong or right time to fight i aint putting my hands up tonight and cops chase me and ima shoot em outta sight knock out the lights you go cry dont be shy you little pussy at the same time i fucked her bussy aint no rookie lets play hooky or ding dong ditch you bitch.