[Hook: Rick Rock]
Yeah, my n***a, these ain't ones
(These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz)
My n***a, these ain't ones
(These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz)
My n***a, these ain't ones
(These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz)
My n***a, these ain't ones
(These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz)
My n***a, these ain't ones
(These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz)

[Verse 1: E-40]
No periods, all commas
No ones in my stacks, these "hunedz"
I can give it to ya if you want it
N***a if you got it then flaunt it
I started with a teaspoon
Now I'm a tycoon
Keep it lit like a full moon
Street sweeper [?]
I started with nothing, all of a sudden I'm something
My jewelry be bustin', showcasin', flossin' and stuntin'
My woofers be subbin', I know they know that I'm comin'
You might want to hide her or glue your hand to your woman
My big ol' G's be shinin', [?]
My lil n***as be grindin', and they be shootin' and fightin'
I tell 'em stop all the violence, mama's at funerals cryin'
The P's be poppin' and the mackin' be multiplyin'
[Hook: Rick Rock]
Yeah, my n***a, these ain't ones
(These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz)
My n***a, these ain't ones
(These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz)
My n***a, these ain't ones
(These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz)
My n***a, these ain't ones
(These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz)
My n***a, these ain't ones
(These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz)

[Verse 2: E-40]
(Makin' all kinds of paper in my sleep)
Gotta stay with your stapler, play for keep
Don't wanna be seven days, I can't be week/weak
Never know who out there plottin' tryna sneak
I be blowin' purple haze up out my Jeep
My air bitches are soiled like a cleek
I be perkin' off that loyal when I drink
You don't want no problems, want no beef
Your ratchets like some foil like some meat
I'm talkin' sign language, I can't speak
When I get questioned by police
Threw off methods to make 'em think that I'm a geek
Activated, I might put your bitch to sleep
The homie just touched down, forgot to mention
Told me look at n***as hands and pay attention
Be about your rubber bands and your funds
I don't make it rain 'cause I ain't got no ones
[Hook: Rick Rock]
Yeah, my n***a, these ain't ones
(These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz)
My n***a, these ain't ones
(These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz)
My n***a, these ain't ones
(These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz)
My n***a, these ain't ones
(These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz)
My n***a, these ain't ones
(These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz)

[Verse 3: E-40]
Of course, I'ma keep it lit like the fourth
I could talk your mom out her purse
Without no harm, or no force
When I was starvin' like Marvin and eatin' noodles and spam
Some bread or some milk or some peanut butter and jam
The way I was built from the gravel, the soil, the land
You can get killed if you out here cattin' and playin'
I'm fried, I'm burnt, I'm on 10, I stay turnt
Suckers tryna monitor the money I earn
I got the gift of the gab, could talk a rock off a cliff
[?] pill scraps, throwin' 100s to Crips
Blue bags, well deserved
C-notes, like Charlie Bird
My player partners straight up out the rich
Known for goin' hard on a bitch
[Hook: Rick Rock]
Yeah, my n***a, these ain't ones
(These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz)
My n***a, these ain't ones
(These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz)
My n***a, these ain't ones
(These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz)
My n***a, these ain't ones
(These is hunedz, these is hunedz, these is hunedz)
My n***a, these ain't ones