My thug nation united/ So you better get up n join the riot/ Fight violence with violence, cause po-po dont want peace/ We tired/ I'm marchin, n targetin, n walkin singin sad songs/ They been bitin, you been barkin n stallin too damn long/ Fuck that, I'm ready to bust back, buck that pump in they ass/ Muthafucka harassed the wrong nigga at last/ Out in the middle of the street in black khaki suits and boots strapped/ Better protect you business, cause if we get up in that, we lootin that/ Lookin for the president (President)/ We heated heavily with mine millimeter, heaters, street sweepers, oh yeah we ready bitch/ N when they hit the corner we dippin out of the ally/ We ridin like they did up in Cali n Cincinatti/ What, what, what, what/ The mission is ta fuck the law/ We shootin back at the goddamn officer/ With my thugs on the line, we finna ride/ Buck buck one time, they finna die (Die)