[Freddo Starr:]
This that grimey shit
Had to get a grimey nigga for this shit
Harddy, Harddy

[Harrd:]
I got this blicky on me
Clip, whole fifty on me
Hit his brain, close range
Left it sticky on me
Left a bad wound
I be with the bad boons
Barrel with the ear holes, clip like a half moon
Watched his eyes roll back on that last boom (boom)
Hit his head broad day, it was past noon (pow)
It was 2:30 all my niggas too sturdy
And we come from New Jersey
Dessert Eagle, new birdy
Put some gumbo in the air
Left the room smokey
Got this ratchet on my waist, don't get too closely (back up)
I told them pussy, back up off me (back up off me)
Stop the sheddin' boy
I know they ratting on me