 He keep a lab down south in the little beast So much heat you would've thought it was the Middle East A little grease always keeps the wheels a-spinnin' Like sittin' on 23s, they get the squealers grinnin' Hittin' on many trees, feelin' real linen Spittin' on enemies, get the steel for 10 men With no brains but gum flap He said his gun clapped, then he fled after one slap Son, you such a trap, save it for the Mmm, delicious, rap snitch conditions