Verse 1:Labba
Uhh Who test these fat n***as
I beat ya bitch with a bat n***a
Fuck yall the AK to ya liver
Motherfucker sayin they gon pray
And they pray for my downfall
Rob a rapper for his Audemar
He fuckin ran lke the Autobahn
Pussy n***a this is Crookton
You just muthafuckin know
If you come touch mine
See the coroner line
The lastest to fucking pound pavements
Phantom engraved need the hoody for the Ac
Laser cut key shit these are the evils
The liquid diesel call it Pimp C'page
UGK forever tougher than leather
Nobody does it better Im sonnin'em
They against me like abortion
Fuck yall haters fuck those rockin gators

(Verse 2:Action Bronson)
Good coke cut cold cuts
There she blows the bottom of my whole nuts
Now every table set and laced up with the gold crust
Stuff some drugs in the middle of the ho's butt
Cuz we wildin' off the boat Albanians cannibals Queens county
Stick you for your rings only sing for a kings bounty
Cuz if you wanted to cop it i feed them brownies
Oakleys be the optics eat tapas and drink cabby
Baby veal neck stew wildin' like Winona Ryder
Face in magazines divas dug Al down at the slut house
Enter her butt mouth breakin' an bust down
Open my eyes inhale and blow the drugs out
80's bush smoke blue mercedes kush
Ass fat waist small like an asian foot
Kick shit Miroslav Klose i drink piss of the purified cobra
(Verse 3:Ike Eyes)
Stock in the block skyrocketed thru the roof
Core of the rotten apple eating at the roots
Solo acts and duos I eat up your whole group
Backpack trapper duece fever in the boot
My ol' head taught me all the tricks to the drug trade
Dont make the same mistakes that love made
Your best friends a dollar in your pockets
And ya stash ain't right if you can fit it in your wallet
Hank Moody of rappin fat bitch stank booty clappin
Back to the live action
Break night take flight pipe smokers rail rippers
Hungry hounds on the trail tail sniffers
It was all love til' the drugs blurred my thinking
Lap full of work in the backseat of a Lincoln
Waitin' at the coast for the loads to wash ashore
This ain't enough Im gonna need more 1000 pounds

(Outro scrathces by PF Cuttin)