[Intro]
Devereaux
For that '22
Come on (Huh)
Come on
Pop it like you're twenty-two (Huh, uh, ooh)

[Chorus]
Faygo in my dreads, (Dreads) murder in my head (Head)
Duckin' from the feds, real Thuggalo shit (Yeah)
Ain't shit you can tell 'em, when they pull up you can smell 'em
And whenever they in town, "whoop whoop" is what they yellin'
(Whoop, whoop!)

[Verse 1]
17's on the coupe, big seven o deuce (Sin City)
Out in three one three, 7 Mile gettin' loose
All my pages in the zone, C17 troops
For my ones on the hill whippin' packs of the hooch

[Pre-Chorus]
Racks to the side, (Yuh) back full of knives (Whoa)
Chapter 17, we got seventeen lives (Yeah)
Killer whole tribe, (What) Thuggalo slide (Yeah)
This is for my killers in the motherfuckin' ha
We in the ha, in the ha, in that motherfuckin' ha
Set the city on fire, bitch boys 'bout to die
We in the ha, in the ha, in that motherfuckin' ha
Put that barrel to your eye, motherfucker, say goodbye
We in the ha, in the ha, in that motherfuckin' ha
Heard that you was talkin' talk that fuckin' shit now
We in the ha, in the ha, in that motherfuckin' ha
This is for my killers in that motherfuckin' ha
[Chorus]
Faygo in my dreads, (Dreads) murder in my head (Head)
Duckin' from the feds, real Thuggalo shit (Yeah)
Ain't shit you can tell 'em, when they pull up you can smell 'em
And whenever they in town, "whoop whoop" is what they yellin'

[Verse 2]
(Whoop, whoop!) 17's on the coupe, big seven o deuce
Out in five o five, New Mex gettin' loose
Ate breakfast at the ranch, now we on to the loot
We gon' stomp 'til he dead, we gon' shoot 'til he poof

[Pre-Chorus]
Racks to the side, (Yuh) back full of knives (Whoa)
Chapter 17, we got seventeen lives (Yeah)
Killer whole tribe, (What) Thuggalo slide (Yeah)
This is for my killers in the motherfuckin' ha
We in the ha, in the ha, in that motherfuckin' ha
Set the city on fire, bitch boys 'bout to die
We in the ha, in the ha, in that motherfuckin' ha
Put that barrel to your eye, motherfucker, say goodbye
We in the ha, in the ha, in that motherfuckin' ha
Heard that you was talkin' talk that fuckin' shit now
We in the ha, in the ha, in that motherfuckin' ha
This is for my killers in that motherfuckin' ha
[Chorus]
Faygo in my dreads, (Dread) murder in my head (Head)
Duckin' from the feds, real Thuggalo shit (Yeah)
Ain't shit you can tell 'em, when they pull up you can smell 'em
And whenever they in town, "whoop whoop" is what they yellin'
(Whoop, whoop!)

[Outro]
We in the ha, in the ha, in that motherfuckin' ha
Heard that you was talkin' talk that fuckin' shit now
We in the ha, in the ha, in that motherfuckin' ha
This is for my killers in that motherfuckin' ha