[*phone rings*]



[Pharrell] Hello?

[Terrar] Yo Pharrell, get the fuck up

Get the fuck up right now

[Pharrell] Huh?

[Terrar] Yo, it's your day date and we go this nigga tied down, right now

[Pharrell] Yo, wait til' I get there

[Malice] Dawg, you ain't gonna make it out of here bitch

Fuck what you thinkin' nigga?

Hold him up yo, ya'll ready to do this nigga

Why not, I got his ass, I got his ass



[Verse - Malice]

You don't really want none of this though

I let 'em know from the get go

See ya'll is a bit slow

Tryin' come wit the hits but they missed though

Retaliate make 'em drop like a six fo'

Why you hate 'cause I didn't give a shoutout

Or the way that my shine turn the spot out

You think you can rhyme but you not out

Or the way we drop the top when it's hot out

Anyone you can pick and choose

Why ya'll stagnant, my niggaz stick and move

My name say it all, ain't got shit to prove

My whole mental ain't shit to lose

You all niggaz snooze if you wanna

But you gonna be a gonna, please forgive me, your honor

But that fool tried to take what's mine

That's the reason I had to utilize my nine

Otherwise, you can be right here now

Talkin' bout how the Clipse don' bit his style (style)

Back in the day how we did him foul (foul)

Or how we don' switched, how you like me now?

And anything else that them haters may say

Come how you want, just bring it the right way

Mayday, what they gon say

Coming to they hood, the Clipse and Tammy



[Chorus - Tammy Lucas]

Mother fucker what you here for?

Now you wonder why I gotta the chrome four to your ear for

So you can hear yo (Uncle T