text: Ayo instantly we blaze trees, before these hoes swing low on Lil Cease
  The friskiest emcee, quick to mix D.C. and Pepsi
  Have you broad trippin’ in my Ford Expedition, listen
  Diamonds and rhyming put me back on top
  I pop wine with lime ins and the platinum drop
  For players at them drop ya was like looking shorty chocolate roch
  I suggest you jump out them clothes too
  We can go on and on like Erykah Badu
  Or we can get freaky in the Lex 450 while you lick me
  Im doing sixty quickly, females and black tails down they hustle up
  Wanna cuddle up, you shy Im your comforter, I know you love it huh
  I make you feel right if its real tight young ho aight?
  I make yo mouthpiece obese like Della Reese
  When I release you lose teeth like Little Cease
  Player please blood floods your dungarees
  And thats just the half for my warpath
  Laugh now, cry later, I rhyme greater
  Then the average player hater and spectators
  Buy my CD twice they see me in the streets they be like yo he nice
  But thats on a low doe be the cats with no dough try to play me at my show
  I pull out four fos and go up in there clothes
  Short change, slut came, abortion came quicker
  Bought the range nigga. They still tickle me
  I used to be as strong as ripple be, till Little Cease crippled me
  Now I play hard like my girls nipples be
  The games sour like a pickle be, yall know the rules
  Moved from B.K. to New Jeruz
  Thinking about all the planes we flew, females we ran through
  Now the years new I lay my game flat I want my spot back take two
  Mad because I blew players envious to many players on my...
  Shit strenuous when my men bust you just move with such stamina
  Slugs missed ya I aint mad at ya 
  Slugs rushin barbassion concussions
  Catch cases come out frontin, smoking something
  Sippin white Russians bitch in the Benz bumpin
  Laced it with the basic six TVs a system knocking mase
  Face it, we hard to hit, guard your shit, before I hit you
  With your re-up light the P up, licked shots, woke your seed up
  Went in the ashtray sparked the weed up, long-kiss
  Im flaming gats, aiming at, these...
  Maniacs put my name in rap
  So part the game is that like it hustle backwards
  I smoke blackwoods and dutchies you cant touch me
  Try to rush me, slugs go touchy touchy
  You bleeding lovely with your spirit above me
  Or beneath me your whole life you live sleepy
  Now you rest internally sleepy, you burn when you creep me
  Rest where the worms and the weak be
  My nine flies baptize rap guys
  With the holy ghost I put holes in most you hold your toast shaky
  Flip and try to break me, look what you made me do
  Brains blew my team in the marine-blue, six coupe
  Skied it out weed it out...
  Laughing 
  Yo man I can rhyme all night man
  Ay ay do your thing!
  I wanna curse man!
  Ay do your thing man!
  Its late man
  Go ahead man
  Ay just do your thing man, do your thing man
  Niggas in my faction dont like asking questions
  Strictly gun testing, coke measuring
  Giving pleasure in the Benz-ito
  Hitting fannies, spending chips at Mannies
  Hope you creeps got receipts, my peeps get dirty like cleats
  Run up in your crib, wrap you up in your Polo sheets
  Six up in your wig piece, nigga decease
  Mwa, may you rest in peace
  With my Sycamore style, more sicker than yours
  Four-four, and fifty-four draw
  Theres my pilot, steers my leer, yes my dear
  Shits official, only, the Feds I fear
  Heres a tissue, stop your blood clot crying
  The kids the dog, everybody dying -- no lying
  So dont you get suspicious
  Im Big Dangerous youre just a little to Vicious
  As I leave my competition, respirator style
  Climb the ladder to success escalator style
  Hold yall breath, I told yall -- death
  Controls yall, Big dont fold yall, uhh
  I spit phrases thatll thrill you
  Youre nobody til somebody kills you