I feel it all over my body, adrenaline wit' tha Bacardi, got me off fifty rippin' shit in a rage,
In a navy blue Pelle he 'bout tha belly, Coogie Timbalands steppin' on the pedal up in the Llac truck,
Wanna get me for the wood, better get the whole motherfuckin' hood to come and give you some back up,
We can get into it if you wanna do it, I'm to get my fluid out at them bodies that wanna come at this,
Empty out, fuck wit' yo girl for fuckin' wit' thugs, that'll bury opposites bet it won on the Twist,
Represent for my city anybody that differs wit' me got into thinkin' it's a game,
And whether you from my city and "I", talk shit I'ma kill 'em, especially if he say my name,
I bend up on 'em, I handle by business on 'em and stick him up for tha skrilla,
From K-Tilla... Smokin' on a fat pilla...
Murder haters at no filla... Niggas came and they wanna bring up a real adobe killa,
Ballin' out so hard, tha size of my rims roll to a hella-fast ice scene...
When they don't make 'em no bigger, Im'a flip a drop Vet 2000 and 3 on nineteens..."