Ay, ay the kid's back the attack, ready to put two macks to your back Ain't no fussin when I bustin Lyrically cussin, why Jay want production 212 to see my friends Too many Heineken's, the crews fightin to get in I'm around to see who want it I wanna get blunted but got a dollar on it The rude boys is frontin, legends is is jumpin, the heat is like shh...bumpin Ready or not rap here i come comin to every battle screamin out: "Who some?" Lyrical for M.C's who step watch your step or I'll destroy your rap Lookin for the that cause a threat We ain't yet, we ain't passin no mo ___ I'm in between the sheets in my jeep for the freak with the big butt cheeks No throw your ganz up your girl tell her, put her hand up x4 Throw your in the air Put blunts in the sky Grab a And do the Cruisin down the Ave, to hit a spot I got a fat on my jock I'm a tell you why I'm the king and a pion see whats happenin your whole is a re-run Whack M.Cs'll get shot 'cause ain't no style the style I got I'm the idiotic kid that they call think I outta tap this bar I went to far Dont try to roll if you're a roll a rookie forget the blunts kid we off weed-cookies Buda represent the mid-west and I can penetrate vest leaving a lotta mess Three millers and a blunt, boy im too Just 'cause I'm a big guy don't mean I butterfly My crew's wasted in Noahs arc I'm in the back of the club blunt with Sonya ???Burnheart??? Don't matter if big short or tall kick game and give your girl a call The nights kid, I'm stilI gettin spliffted Keith Murray dropped the half off the set get x4