[Intro: Gangsta Blac, Lord Infamous & D-Bone]
Thug n***a
Gangsta B up in this motherfucker
Prophet Entertainment, bitch
We thicker then some, bitch
Better watch yourself, ho
Yeah, n***a, Scarecrow
V-I-C-T-O-R-S-T, S-P-V, trick
Yeah, the D-B-O-N-E, in this bitch
Big Rod, Lil' Cheese and Slick in this motherfucker, to all my n***as
Most definetly, Gauge Shell Mafia
Taylor Baby, and some more, bitch, yes sir
You better recognize this South Memphis shit, fool
Too thick n***as

[Verse: Gangsta Blac]
Mind in the wind, and that gin keep me locin' up
Brain cells might be dead, but instead, B. be comin' up
If I make somethin' out myself, would that ease up off my pain?
They say I should pray each night and day but it ain't helpin', mane
Down on my hands and knees, face all in my satin sheets
Jumped up and get dressed up 'fore one more day in these city streets
Underground did I clown, now it's time to rock the nation
Occupation, pushin' bacon, S-P-V, we got 'em shakin'
Dreamin' that the end of my road I might be alone
Or will it be Gangsta and Big Chug makin' it on they own?
My click, my click so thick
My click so thick, so watch your fuckin' self, ho
From S-P-V, to Taylor Street, gotta represent from the dough
I hit the bushes screamin', Gangsta thought I saw myself fall
All is that dank, boy, yellow drank that got me thinkin bout y'all?
Or maybe Slick got a n***a so geeked, that Gangsta sit back and chill
My n***a Rico from South Texas, Chauncey, Robert and Will
But it's a few that I won't name unless I'm strapped with that thang
I walk the streets without PV, 'cause Gangsta's name's all in vain
My click so thick, my click so thick, so watch your fuckin' self, ho
From S-P-V to S-P-L, gotta represent from the dough
Brother B. and my cousin Kevin Mullis came up quick
Cause back in the day Charles and Dre they paved the way for us tricks
Me and Marcus, Eazy-B, Chilli-C, was like brothers
'cross the streets was Ms. Rachel
That mean plenty motherfuckers Keef and Mane, mane, Charlie Mac and Marco, cousin Jake
V-P-O-I down with me, ho
Lil' Man and Big Rod from the start was so straight to me
Laughin' on the floor, sellin' dope, D-B-O-N-E
Charlie, and His brother Snow, down, if you didn't know
Little Cheese be cool with B. but Detroit Mo is in this, ho
Up 'til the early morn', tucked in the cut with no words to say
Callin' up Dirty in a hurry, G's be on his way
Thuggin' with my n***a Slick B. from a fuckin' fifth
Hip 'bout to bust 'cause I lust when they run their lip
Gangsta representin' ten toes down, keepin' my face turned 'round
Places turnin' lame motherfuckers into fuckin' clowns
My click so thick, we thick like shit, better watch yourself, ho
From S-P-V to Taylor St. gotta represent from the dough
But it's the G with me each night, trustees be lockin' my shit
'Cause on the floor they sellin' dope twenty-four hours, lil' bitch
Now turn the corner if you wanna, Orleans packed with them thugs
Now packin' straps if you gon' switch to kill a man on the plug
Now pow, n***a, got steel, n***a, 'cause you ain't real, n***a
Most n***as die because their life wasn't protected, n***a
I got a gang of motherfuckers on the fuckin' realer
Malt liquor sipper, thug n***as, 'til my bank get bigger
Now hit the carwash, shotgun as we roll a blunt up
While dodgin' Rodney, Zero T, ain't got a damn thing on us