If you want to call me, a nigga been nice, ice me up/ The original hot boys, you're never gonna be like us (7th Sign) Hear the cop noise/ Runnin' from the drug bust/ Thuggish Ruggish, dope under the dumb bitch your momma wanna creep, give her a piece of this young dick/ She always want to get it, but you was always around/ You ready to come, bitch? It's on right now/ Got sick to my stomach, I know she in a coffin in the parkin lot/ I never covered another nigga's mother/ But shit, I'm a man; I give a fuck about a fucker/ With or without you nigga, pick my gun up/ Shut up, dumpin' all over your body/ The bullets was jumpin' I'm pumped as fuck here to surprise, (?) right now/ Ain't nobody gettin' in the way, shoot everyone around me in the club and the crowd, double the crowd/ Got these big niggas (Bitch) I'm holdin' 'em down, hoodie down, with the gangsta glare/ We still St. Clair, niggas, up against the killas/ Turn up the music loud/ Big business, a nigga make money/ Enough motivation, retaliation; Off to the ghetto/ My niggas is on another level/ Come young generation...