(Verse 1 - Luci4)
Loko
Catch yo ass [?]
With my set off the drugs getting racks at the mall
If you trip you get hit, if I shoot you gon' fall
And you don't get no cash, not a bit, not at all
Ima rob [?], swear that nigga actin' real
Yo bitch call me [?], if I take the fuckin pills
Caught that nigga by himself, and you know the fuckin deal
Record labels tryna fight, [?]
[?], two cribs in the hills
Record labels tryna fight, [?]
Record labels tryna fight, [?]
Record labels tryna fight, [?]
Black money boyz deathrow, fuck nigga
(Verse 2 - 333EVOL)
Cocaine addict, she suck dick for a few bucks
Bitch don't fuck with me, I'm a pimp so she don't trust
[?]
Finna get dappered up
Slidin' in an Acura, cloud that shit up
You don't want no problems boy, back that shit up
Fuck Undaworld and I back that shit up
45 get to clappin' to back yo shit up
Come to Oakland nigga, ooh, swear to god
Fuck Undaworld y'all ain't really mob
Fuck that nigga El he ain't really squat
Fuck that nigga Radez, who the fuck is that
They all hella broke and that is a fact
The proof is all in the pudding
45 give him his shit back so all he eat is pudding