Shut the fuck up, nobody make a sound
Keep talking put your brains in the lost and found
Put that Glock down before I bring that chopper around
Hear that chopper sound, and then chop you down

We the robbin crew, don't do the sale cases
Usual suspect, when the shell cases
First name basis with all the bail places
I ain't pickin faces, them my fuckin eights

Tell them niggas get they mind right
You know I got that iron tight
Pussy nigga coming I can see him from my blindside
Diamonds in the limelight, 50 make them shine bright

Pussy nigga coming I can see him from my blindside
Dunk, Bitch I run my city (Shittin' me?) Nah, for real
Clayton county, I think I'm Victor Hill
Nigga sit still, whole clique trill

Yeah I got them diamonds, but them bricks real
Man down, damn right
Just cause I got that chopper don't mean I can't fight
Desert storm ice, my chain lookin tropical

Reach that's your first class ticket to the hospital
Brand new .45, choppas is your obstacle
Tom Cruise with the Tommy, mission impossible
Bitch I'm in the hood, these rap niggas never there

Mac catch you slipping shoot his ass in the computer chair
Dirt gang, bunch of wild niggas, love to buck
Keep the pump to blow your motherfuckin' stomach up
I ain't ever fuck with ya'll, we weren't ever partners

You ain't ever pull no two, never bought no chopper
All the actin frontin gangstas, need a fucking Oscar
Nigga try to rob me, he gonna meet the fokkas
Leave you in jurrasic park, nothin' but your fossils
See that pussy nigga comin through my gucci goggles