"Hey, Ese look at these two motherfuckers right here, hommes"
"So what you thinking homes?"
"Wait 'til he turns around, hommes. (watch out!)"
"Right, I got your back homes, cool"
"C'mon Ese let's go"
"Let's do this"

[B-Real, Sen Dog:]
You don't want to turn your back on me
When you least expect it, I come with a wicked method
I'm creeping on ya
Think 'bout your homeboys bleeding on ya
It's the the locote coming out the bote
I got a new jale jacking in the noche
Give me your feria
In your pocket or they'll carry ya
Off and bury ya in the Eastside area
4 and 3 and 2 and 1
The thievery don't stop 'til I get done
Sometimes I don't even need my GAT
But shit's getting deep and I gotta
Blast back 2 thievery 1 robbery 1 robbery
'Cause jacking is my hobby
Give me that money, jewelry and your keys
To the five-o outside on deez
Later, out with the 85 mustang
One-time got me on the radar
Trucha! And you don't stop 'til I'm done
Now the puercos got me on the run

You don't want to turn your back on me
When you least expect it, I got your keys
In my possession with my Smith