text: We in this motherfucker for real
  Know what Im saying?
  Check it, check it
  Big up, big up, its a stick up, stick up
  Big up, big up, its a stick up, nigga
  Big up, big up, its a stick up, stick up
  Big up, big up, its a stick up, nigga
  I pack gats, best to back up off me
  Get that ass open like a body part melting
  I make up and I break, make a snake stab a snake
  I rock techniques, yall freak the funky fly shit, 3rd Eye shit
  When I get ill, my skills simply amazing
  A schizo, I flip like I forgot to take my pills
  Sinking deep up in your bed, then yall bring all 2 of them
  Sick motherfucker from the projects I grew up in
  And do incredible, unforgettable shit, you know?
  Them niggas from the ghetto, no, they dont be bullshitting
  1993, we coming harder
  Big up, big up, its a stick up, stick up
  Big up, big up, its a stick up, nigga
  Big up, big up, its a stick up, stick up
  Big up, big up, its a stick up, nigga
  Ayo, here yee, have you heard of me, 93
  Take a look-sie, you dont even know me
  Well, I flip that shit like them racist niggas up in California
  See me, prolly counting, yo enough of that
  Fuck that, having that
  Yo, Im on a ill track, big raps, you want facts, black
  Is it time to get ill? Yo, I feel sicker than a junkie cold turkey
  Man, I need a bitch, how you wanna lick
  Hold me hostage, me in bondage, imagine
  I may burn your priest yo
  My nigga West is kinda Schizo, Im psycho 
  Leave us alone, we can hold our own
  Jimmy Crack Corn, word is bond
  I be wettin niggas mortuaries up, they wouldnt know it
  When the funeral, burial Im coming strapped
  Its that nigga wanted throwing that nigga on his back
  Im the gat
  Big up, big up, its a stick up, stick up
  Big up, big up, its a stick up, nigga
  Big up, big up, its a stick up, stick up
  Big up, big up, its a stick up, nigga
  Big up, big up, its a stick up, stick up
  Big up, big up, its a stick up, nigga
  Big up, big up, its a stick up, stick up
  Big up, big up, its a stick up, nigga
  Yes, love, I love your fuckin attitude
  When a nigga play pussy, thats the nigga thats gettin screwed
  And bruised up from the pistol whippin
  Welts on the neck from the necklace strippin
  Then Im dippin up the block and Im robbin bitches, too
  Up the herringbones and bamboos
  I wouldnt give a fuck if youre pregnant
  Give me the baby rings and the #1 Mom pendant, huh
  Im slammin niggas like Shaquille, shit is real
  When its time to eat a meal, I rob and steal
  Mom duke aint givin me shit
  So for the bread and butter, I leave niggas in the gutter
  Huh, word to mother, Im dangerous
  Crazier than a bag of fuckin angel dust
  When I bust my gat, motherfuckers take dirt naps
  Im all that and a dime sack, where the paper at?
  Big up, big up, its a stickup, stickup
  Big up, big up, its a stickup, nigga
  Big up, big up, its a stickup, stickup
  Big up, big up, its a stickup, nigga
  Big up, big up, its a stick up, stick up
  Big up, big up, its a stick up, nigga
  Big up, big up, its a stick up, stick up
  Big up, big up, its a stick up, nigga