{Final Chapter}
Now I'm from Iraq, I got stories to tell
What y'all gonna speak on, I keep money saved like it's rebond
N***as stay at, what they was bout to do
Would of done, could of did, n***as really need to quit it kid
Stay at home with pepper spray, think he can drop weight
Put us on your album, you be selling like cop cakes
Got crackers in the hood, ain't hard to spot jakes
And whoever going first, forever the dot face

{Scarlett}
Aiyo it take a real bitch, to roll with real n***as
M.U. n***as, thugged out n***as
Meet them in a club and they got the gat n***as
Step outside and it's what what n***as
Ya'll pretty boy n***as, straight punk n***as
I can't fuck with y'all, cuz I like rough n***as
It's Scarlett, boy, I got to have dough n***a

Chorus: Noreaga
Yo it's thugged out n***as (what) 15X

{Capone}
Marilyn Manson, thug n***a imagine me dancing
Not, I spend a quarter rain then sell it equive with no payments
96R's my number, never disregard the hunger
Shit we scarred, felony to charge us under
This foul off, wild southpaw, I bound for Muse
Maze, Scarlett, Joey Mob and the bridge crackers
It's logic, n***as digest
Murderous sidesteps, QBC, the hottest n***a what?
{Iman Thug}
Aiyo we stay low, shine like chrome on 20 inches
Never sober, high all day, every leaches
Lawyers, judges can't dispute this shit
Cuz if ya hit, then ya hit n***a, fuck that shit
Extraordinary shit, flow style I abuse
Pop dog to the yard, While I stab ya dude
Live fucked up, stuck with body and head wounds
I be the thug chocolate, covered with tattoos

Chorus

{Maze}
Now when you think of me, you think of my n***as
Spread across like how spilled drinks is
You hears wild like echoes from a distance
Ya learn the hard way, get blazed for smart say
Scarlett, rippin n***as buck 50 yard race
Never did a bid, but my ace who did
Went from ballin to callin the crib out the bink shit
We live, kids I run with, guns a felony
Sing sing, y'all get arrested and sing for rest in peace

{Musolini}
Guns-N-Roses, comin up livin life hopeless
Trying to keep my focus, most of my fam smokers
Hit chocha, chicks that loca, deep throater
Y'all n***as better callate la boca
Shit done changed, like the price of cane
And shit gon' changed, when my n***as smash the game
Get brain from ya dame, but the cash I came
Ya motherfuckers better stay in your lane
And start movin, but never start shootin Motherfuckers
Chorus