[Intro: Ruben Slikk]
Ya n***a, ya n***a, ya n***a (Yeah, n***a)
Ya n***a, ya n***a, ya n***a (Black n***a)
Ya n***a, ya n***a, ya n***a (Smoke Gang, Trailer Park Boys)
Ya n***a, ya n***a, ya n***a

[Chorus: Ruben Slikk & Juicy J & Lord Infamous]
Gangchef slaughterhouse, fuck you sayin', ho? (Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip)
One false move I'll spill yo brains though (Scarecrow, I get so c-c-crazy off the bud sac)
Drank some water now, can't complain, ho (Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip)
Ain't no dope I can't obtain, ho (Torture chambers filled with corpses in my basement)
G-Gangchef slaughterhouse, fuck you sayin', ho?
One false move I'll spill yo brains though
D-Drank some water now, can't complain, ho
Ain't no dope I can't obtain, ho

[Verse: Ruben Slikk & Lord Infamous]
Slikk is like the dictionary, table of contents of drugs
If you describe it, I can tell you what the fuck it was
The self-inflicted torture chamber of our carnal shell (Torture chambers filled with corpses-)
It must be heroin, you dead inside, you might as well
Make a n***a do the macarena (Meex)
Wipe my shitty booty, shitty fingers (Yung Fishmeex)
Bet she suck a n***a for the twenty (Suction)
[?] (Bitch)
Got a couple n***as and they [?]
Killin' n***as and they racketeering bangers
Welcome to the triple six club house, ho
Ain't ya mammy told ya never talk to strangers?
Fast money comin' in when the boy meets world
Speed ball when a n***a meet Topanga
Protein shootin' right up off my dick, hold on
And I'm fuckin' bitches rough, gettin' dangerous
[?] with the crips in charge
[?]
Never thought that I could ever get my dick this far
Sniffin' blood up out the copper and she think it's raw
[Chorus]
G-G-Gangchef slaughterhouse, fuck you sayin', ho?
One false move I'll spill yo brains though
D-Drank some water now, can't complain, ho
Ain't no dope I can't obtain, ho
G-Gangchef slaughterhouse, fuck you sayin', ho?
One false move I'll spill yo brains though
D-Drank some water now, can't complain, ho
Ain't no dope I can't obtain, ho

[Outro: Juicy J & Lord Infamous]
Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip
Scarecrow, I get so c-c-crazy off the bud sac
Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip
Torture chambers filled with corpses in my basement
Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip (DJ Smokey triple six, bitch)
Scarecrow, I get so c-c-crazy off the bud sac
Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip
Torture chambers filled with corpses in my basement
Smoked out, loced out, ridin' with the pistol grip
Scarecrow, I get so c-c-crazy off the bud sac