text: Ready nigga? Ready for that raw dog shit nigga?
  Okay, all right, let me see how Ima hit you wit. You wanna set it off?
  Ayy, Im scared to do some freestyle
  Im scared to do some freestyle flow
  Im too high and I might go off-tempo
  But now Im back to let these niggas know just how deep
  My game run, 2Pacalypse dont sleep
  I keep a motherfucking Glock in my car
  If Im holding in the club, I gotta be the fucking star
  So everybody wanna smile, and raise they hands
  I got a razor, case I gotta do a necks man
  Cause you know how niggas be, they wanna see
  If Pac is real or is he like that nigga in the movie
  I guess I gotta prove my point
  Slicin motherfuckers, now Im doing the joint
  I got my nigga B-I to the G beside me
  Bitches on my dick, you know them hoes wanna ride me
  And my other homies out here like Spike Lee
  They got the camera on a nigga guess they like me
  But now Im bout to pass this motherfucker on
  Cause this Tanqueray is getting hella strong
  Money, hoes and clothes
  Blunt smoke coming out the nose is all a nigga knows
  Flippin on foes, puttin tags on toes
  Watchin the stash grow, clockin the cash flow
  The neighborhood gravedigger
  Gettin paid so much all the bitches wanna see a nigga
  I guessed they figured Im paid I wanna get laid
  Or since I got loot I wanna knock boots
  Huh, I rather beat my dick than trick
  And if she dont suck then we dont fuck
  Huh, I rather make a buck drive a fat ass truck
  Grab the nine, two clips and run amok
  Yes, flex out the 2 or 3 benzs since I wreck shit
  What the fuck you expected?
  A fly guy, well fuck it Ima high guy from Bed-Stuy
  Puttin the swellin on your eye
  And your nose even, when I choke ya you stop breathin
  And when police come, Im leavin