[Intro: Tech N9ne]
Yeah
We bout to make all these n***as lean all the way back
My n***a Big Business
And O.Y.G Redrum bout to kill it, let's go

[Verse 1: O.Y.G Redrum 781]
One phone call, and it's on and crackin
N***as'll be on your head, in an orderly fassion
You just talk tough, you ain't bout no action
When the vans pull up, and the guns start clappin
You think we from Pakistan the way we get active
Pussy ass n***as think it's all about rappin
Running your mouth, now look what happen
Easy boy, ain't no actin
Trained to never freze up in the fog of war
You play with handguns, we bring choppers to your door
Ain't with your type, you ain't ever been to war
I'm a stone cold villain, anything for the score
KC MO, dirty south central
Kill a n***a fundimental
Big Scoob gave me the word, and it's coad red
Mash your ass up till them wolves is fed

[Chorus: Big Scoob]
Say my n***as ain't playin now, pull up in vans
Let the chopper spray, gra gra
Gra gra
[Verse 2: Big Scoob]
Youngings, thunders, killers, hitters
Goons, gualas, all the same, n***a
Yanking on the brain, Imma bring the pain, so
General, capo, huncho with the payso
Ruler with the cace, o
Hustle ain't a thang though
Talk it and I walk it, I just stomp through the flames, bro
Older, slower, squad on deck though
Wiser, colder, this is the effect though
Hit 'm with the sick flow, plottin on the kid though
Cold as the winter, simple when the wind blow
Down all 10 toes, all high it goes
This is locked and loaded, I just push it in, bro

[Chorus: Big Scoob]
Say my n***as ain't playin now, pull up in vans
Let the chopper spray, gra gra
Gra gra

[Verse 3: Big Business]
Lean back, got the green in the black
You screemin and fallen back when my team come atackin
The beamer we gleem it over clippers
No matter if you seen it, false flag it, believe it
Pans filling, take a taste of the cinimin
Super dick can make it heel when it hit a hick bitch
Drop shells like litteral, they windshield hittin
The driver see nothing but them spinning weals
Bitch get up in some 10 inch heels
Trippin and I'm grippin the steal
Banana clip in, Imma rock stearing the weal
You better listen, I'm only keepin it real
OVG, n***a you know the deal
Red Rum 780, you won't survive the skill
Ride this will, please believe that my rivels will get in it, lean back
[Chorus: Big Scoob]
Say my n***as ain't playin now, pull up in vans
Let the chopper spray, gra gra
Gra gra