Nigga get outta line, and we gon em up wit one of mine, and we gon draw blood Nigga to shine, and we gon show em up to rep his side, and we gon throw em up
I'm ready, you ready If yall ready, well, we ready I'm ready, if you yall ready, nigga we ready
A, who, I got a tag on my head wanna kill me A couple and I kick dem niggas remember me Dem scared of me, they don't wanna see my crew talkin in code, he sayin what they finna do
I let dem killas loose, try me finish you it, won't you say it den, mothafucka spray me den Where da hell 3, damn there go Big Gee Homegrown red dirt, watch on head
Why home tried us, I had us Find on da blind side, em tied up Task tried us, masked up 9 up up, blast up, ass up partner
Give a nigga a grand, have ya ass a wonderland Walkin with dat holy ghost, bushin up da land Ya already my name, hood they call me Big Gee Wit on bicycles, on binnacles on Zone 3
get outta line, and we gon fuck em up Fuck wit one of mine, and we gon draw tryin to shine, and we gon show em up Tryin to rep his side, and we gon em up
I'm ready, when you If yall ready, well, we ready I'm ready, if you When yall ready, we ready
I got a appetite, call me Starvin Marvin I trap all night, at da Starvin Marvin Chop scarred, not by far ho Da chopper spell my out in yo Monte Carlo
Suggest you it cool, keep it on da up and up Get yo front on da scope, and yo gone open up I ya shirt wet, like Slip N' Slide wit real niggas like Mr. Exit 65
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, ya had a one And hommie what you dun done Now ya talking while ya runnin to ya car Before ya pop ya trunk, have to pull ya card
At the Amoco, over on Boulevard Somebody call the cops I'm finna catch a charge You tried to play hard, its concrete from Jump Now you slumped on you seats somewhere on Front Street
get outta line, and we gon fuck em up Fuck wit one of mine, and we gon draw Nigga tryin to shine, and we gon em up Tryin to rep his side, and we gon em up
I'm ready, you ready If yall ready, well, nigga we I'm ready, if you When yall ready, we ready
I'm everything, runnin through ya trap house nigga move, turn into da slaughterhouse Dats a lot of beef, you shouldn't run ya I got some on da West dat'll make you walk it out
Snap ya pussy, nigga, make you lean back Big in da car couldn't clean dat Tappin through da CB, I'm tryin to get feedback Hit da safe house, where da dope and da at
Monkey niggas in da game, orangutan I'm Gorilla, civil pentane 45 with some black John Wayne If a went and pissin, man, they wouldn't find a thang, no
I don't give a dam about you rappas nobody feedin' me but junior hoes ain't weed If you want it you can get it' man, in you get to squealin Dis is Boyz N Da Hood, back in da and we dealin
get outta line, and we gon fuck em up Fuck wit one of mine, and we gon draw tryin to shine, and we gon show em up Tryin to rep his side, and we gon em up
I'm ready, when you If yall ready, well, nigga we I'm ready, if you yall ready, nigga we ready