[Hook]
Jack one, smack one, run off wit ya sack son
Anybody wit' the loot, give it up or I'mma shoot

[Verse 1]
Fourty in my hand, but n***a I check one
Slap one, tote the fucking head to the fat one
Been about that ask me about me, n***a ain't no fucking joke
N***a play with me then upper his ass and go
I don't give a fuck about a charge n***a know that
Paranoid street goon n***a and I show that
Chopper bullets raining on your ass, where yo dough at?
Tie that bitch down lay you face ,where the floor at
Cap on dawg I'mma burn me a n***a today
Fool 'bout my money, I don't mind catching a fucking case
Get down like the [mob?], in my hood they raised me
N***as start a problem then that n***a gotta pay me

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Who want war with a n***a like me?
I done time been a beast in these streets
I done crime n***a you can ask the streets
N***a I ain't lyin', I was raised in the streets
I do your ass mad don't be fucking 'round me
Call my goons from the Chi, watch 'em fly to Tennessee
And we'll kill every snitch we think will testify
And see how many motherfuckers wanna test me now
Hand on the trigger and n***a I do it
Dawg, I don't give a fuck, it ain't nothing to it
Robbery my specialty, pockets full for a thug
I rob by myself, 'cause I don't trust none
[Hook]