[Intro: Lil Jon & DJ Drama]
Gangsta Grizzillz
Good evening, live from The Pimpin Center
We have four young prospects
Coming into the major leagues
I don't think it's gonna be another four coming from a city like this
First we have Big Kuntry King, he's a real live player
Mac Boneys, gritty, strong player
C-Rod's gonna be a interesting prospect
And A.K. The Razor Man, now let's get to the game, gentlemen (Gangsta Grizzillz)

[Verse 1: Mac Boney]
I was raised in the Dirty South, ain't nobody hot as me
Comin' in a major league, look out for the PSC
I'm actor, act tough, Imma put the gat to ya
Catch you slippin' in DeVille, Imma put the back to ya
I ain't just gon' laugh to ya, Imma put this MAC to ya
Better than the speadin' bullet, bastard of the ghetto Chile
Catch me in your project chillin', posted up behind your building
Posted up 'till they say I'm stealin', most of us just back here dealing
Crackin' all, we gon' stack it all, we might hit the club and straight jackin' all
To a waterball, we want it all, hit the mall, pockets call
In the project hall slangin dice, on the Porsche, flashin' nights
In the parking lot, flashin' lights, cause we'll can help you gon' fight tonight
We gon' drink tonight, gon' thank tonight, it's a busy night, and I'm feelin' right
I'm ridin' right, my pocket's tight, we get a shot of Quay, and the Hen' all night
Are you hear this shit with 'em spend all twice, better fuck with me, boy, it'll save your life
Win a game, Mac Boney, I might, yeah, we in a gang 'cause my team that night
[Chorus: Mac Boney]
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We're the final four-four (Let's go)

[Verse 2: Big Kuntry King]
Okay, mane, the first round traffic
N***a from the click that brought you hurricane camping
I got more lusa and one'll keep it sliffin'
I'm cross over life, I resend the keep you living
I made hunnid bra reason why these n***as envy me
Now I'm in the mainstream, ain't no n***a roast me
Cause they rap about it, but I biz about the industry
Crack sellin', pistol poppin', ain't no sequin MVP
Y'all know my game, cocaine bought me everything
SJC a Freddy G, they tell you 'bout it, mane
I was born in a mob, so being on top is my aim
Grand Hustle is the franchise and we runnin' thangs
[Chorus: Mac Boney]
We're the final four-four
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[Verse 3: A.K.]
Now final shot, the bustin' open, left it smolin', windows broken
On that ocean, they figure they can't fuck with me, it wasn't jocking
After us is choppin' all, n***a, bunch of monkeys tried to call me
Put your side and ball is up before Pimp Squad open
Less in a south, ask around, one lil' tested bled for the crown
Laid them casage down, what they u for u where the asking found
Offs and mania, guess what it, beat them streets, crashin' guerills
I hit the straight lit, they asked for a deal, then chopped his magic wheel
[Verse 4: C-Rod]
Ay, I'm the one everybody ask about, what C-Rod do?
Simply, I'm that n***a who can do whatever he want to
Choke this game and show these lames that Pimp Squad is the hottest crew
Throw this chain and all these dames representin' for me to
Third solo artist of the label, no one had of clue
Hoes is that n***a in the back would not fucking two
Coast put me on the spot, now it's time to show and prove
Losing ain't an option, it's the final four, I thought you knew

[Chorus: Mac Boney]
We're the final four-four
We're the final four-four
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We're the final four-four (Let's go)

[Outro: Lil Jon]
Gangsta Grizzillz