we in this bitch We finna kill this shit and put yo ass in a ditch hit a lick then we finna split Only rollin with the gang nah we dont permit like wolves we got them fangs dig a grave leave you in a pit runnin with them killers there aint no smoke and mirrors god forgive me we are sinners but you know that we still winners we aint slinging crack but we still got the dope Man yo bars are wack Hit you with the no scope yeah we gone attack Stackin up these racks smokin on that wax but we spittin fax