I got an random bitch on my slate we repping down in the B with no reason Once we cross the region good hella smoke we belive talk shit bring u to the C's they make u bleed this thug shit isnt easy im telling the truth u dont have to believe i got niggas belive in the streets u kill or get killed how we earn respect carry the tec get them faggots in check we wont stop till everybody dead think ur slick ur ass is next line up by the fence let the gun pop off i hid the mac under the seat so i wont get locked down look at the watch see whos hot now yeah this is my chance load up the uzi we be cruising i pop the nigga have him oozing guns clapping off like an Rated R movie niggas want blood i whack em all we the uzi then i chill in the jacuzi