I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you bitches

I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you bitches

These boys ain't wild I'll fuck them cowards stick them bitches for riches



[DJ Paul]

My nigga silent night, deadly night

That's when I start when I start creepin' like a hitman

Scope my man then I toss the dynamite

Bitches yall ain't got the guns

Bitches yall ain't got the funds

Fuckin' around with Three to Six I'll make you niggas duck and run

Hoes this ain't no game I'm playin'

I'm sayin', I'm fed up with you boys

Crunchy catch that trick back on that-ways he still remeber them punks

Straight hoe nigga, flat broke nigga

Make his eyes close I drop you niggas like I drop my hoes



[Gangsta Boo]

I say we marchin' and steppin', plenty weapons we packin'

Why you haters be lackin' always dissin' with rappin'

How you bumpin' our shit then you turn around an you diss?

You wouldn't want to step we been in this shit you rookie bitch

Let me see who it be..shh pysch boy

I ain't sayin your name you know who you are Lil' Boy

In my time I saw faces, people of shades and races

People nail me to crosses like I'm Jesus you Satan



I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you bitches

I'm staying crunk I'm plenty fucked I can't be barrin' you bitches

I'm staying crunk I'm plenty drunk I can't be barrin' you bitches

These boys ain't wild I'll fuck them cowards stick them bitches for riches



[Juicy J]

Now I ain't fucked up bout these niggas dissin'

Cause a nigga givin these blessings

See you like a dog