[Intro: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Aw, yeah, Skinny Pimp and 211 up in this bitch
Down with my n***a DJ Paul, the new motherfuckin' DJ
Aw, yeah, Lil Woop and the Woodlawn Posse in the house
Ayo, Paul, do that shit

[Chorus]
DJ Squeeky (Fuck you, mane)
DJ Squeeky (Die, motherfucker)
DJ Squeeky (Fuck you, bitch)
DJ Squeeky (Bring the yellow tape)
DJ Squeeky (Haha)
DJ Squeeky (Fuck you, bitch ass)
DJ Squeeky (Pop, pop, pop, drops the sucka)
DJ Squeeky (Punk-punk-punk-punk motherfucker)

[Verse 1: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
Eenie meenie miny moe, Skinny picked the .44
Squeeky wanna scrap? Gon' get yo ass kidnapped
You sure you wanna get some? I doubt it, my nig
I tie a rop around yo neck, and drop yo sissy ass off a bridge
Suckas, they jackin', them fools put me in a straight trance
A psycho at large, I'm not from Earth, I'm from Mars, bitch
You know you can't handle me, so don't try to cross me
I'll skinny roll yo ass and put yo eyе in yo mama's coffee
Scandalous, see I'm a serious retard
I'll chop you in piecеs, I'm givin' detectives a hard job
I wanna say what's up to 211
'Cause whether we steppin' or reppin', we comin' off real
But the sucka will get smoked
Grip the M-I-C and try and talk about the Skinny P
But you cannot fuck with this style
I be flowin' to get me some things, I'm project born, bitch
So grip on some alcohol, and rub yo narcs
Nine-ninety-nine-nine, you got popped with my Glock
And if yo buddies wanna jump in this shit
Bring it on (*Gunshots*)
Let's go to war with them bitches (*Screams*)
[Chorus]
War they wanted, and war they got
And from the [?]
If you wanna go to war, I'll take you to war
DJ Squeeky (Punk-punk motherfucker)

[Verse 2: Homicyde]
Let me kick a verse about a punk bitch
The kind of n***a that'll make me pop the trunk quick
They have a tendency of fuckin' with a psychopath
Ayo, this shit is too thick, yo ho, don't make me laugh
Squeeky is a bitch, Zirk is a bitch, too
Raider J, motherfuck you
And if you motherfuckers wanna go to war
Punk motherfucker, what you waitin' for?
'Cause Homicyde ain't down with the runnin'
Homicyde's a sniper 'cause I'm known for gunnin' n***as down
Clown, from Orange Mound
I'm strictly with the underground
These n***as gonna make me clown
So motherfucker, don't be scared
Your neighborhood hit went to your motherfuckin' head
Yo boy said they lookin' for the dirty hoes
DJ Zirk, stop wearin' those dirty clothes
'Cause I'm the crazy motherfucker that you envy
Bido, Don, Weedie, Lil Kenny
N***a 9 is down with the Posse
For the punk n***as with some animosity
And if you hoes wanna go out like a sucka
(*Gunshots*) Squabble that, motherfucker
And if you bitches got a problem or some drama
Buy a black dress for your funky mama
Skinny Pimp, smack that n***a like a whore
Let's take these n***as to war
[Bridge]
I ain't sayin' no names
Fuck a-fuck around, and get yo ghetto pass revoked
Mmh, mmh, mmh, fuck you, mane (Fuck)
F-f-f-fuck you

[Chorus]
DJ Squeeky (Punk motherfucker)
Punk-punk-punk-punk motherfucker
DJ Squeeky (Yeah, I caught you slippin')
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, I caught you slippin'
DJ Squeeky (Fuck you, bitch)
DJ Squeek-DJ Squeeky (Suck a ni-)
Suck a n***a dick

[Verse 3: Kingpin Skinny Pimp]
A - animosity on a fat bitch
B - better watch yo back because I'm finna click
C - Creepin' on a sucka with a Glock, mane
D - Dead on arrival, bullet in the brain

[Bridge 1: ???]
There you have it
A players point of view of a punk motherfucker
Goin' to Club Memphis to see a punk motherfucker get smacked
And be nothin' but wack
So I'ma send this shout out to Homicyde, Skinny Pimp
MC Wicked, Juicy J, DJ Paul, N***a 9, 211, and Hitman
The Killa B
Shout goes out to Westwood, Hurts Village
Trigg and Lauderdale, Preston, Binghampton
A whole lot of motherfuckers is down with beatin' Squeeky's motherfuckin' ass
Oh, yo, Squeeky, get Zirk dick out ya ass
Raider J, get the glass dick out ya mouth, bitch
[Bridge 2: MC Wicked]
Yeah, this is MC Wicked comin' straight out of Ridgegrove
Lettin' them punks know they got us fucked up
DJ Squeeky, boy, you barred out of Frayser
I'd like to say what's up to the projects
And all my n***as in the hood that's behind me

[Bridge 3: ???, Kingpin Skinny Pimp, Homicyde]
Ayo, Skinny, tell everybody about how you smacked his bitch ass in the motherfuckin' club, mane
Mane, I hit that motherfucker so hard, mane
The gun went off, mane, know what I'm sayin'?
Mothafucka almost hit my partner 211, know what I'm sayin'?
Everybody seen that shit
Them n***as know national Binghampton, Hurts Village
Frayser, aw yeah, the Woodlawn Posse and the [?] house
Aw yeah, and Rick and Blood, and Ray Ray from Hurts Village
You know what time it is
Y'all talkin' 'bout that y'all paranoid
The real paranoid n***as
You can play like a motherfuckin' cone, envy
And let a n***a gas you up if you want to, bitch

[Outro: DJ Paul]
That's all she wrote
Yeah, this DJ Paul, Killa Mix Serial Number 11, bitch
This shit don't stop (Stop, stop, stop)