A nigga from the bottom is a pimp or a robber, but a nigga like the Doc was lost, found and forgotten
See, I'm a born killer, my momma died on the table
I still bury bitches and it's twenty years later
A nigga from the bottom is a pimp or a robber, but a nigga like the Doc was lost, found and forgotten
See, I'm a born killer, my momma died on the table
I still bury bitches and it's twenty years later

Man, cats don't know (What?) what it's gon' be
Fuckin' with a nigga like me
D to the M to the X (X)
Last I heard, y'all niggas was havin' sex (uh) with the same sex (woo)
I show no love (yeah) to homo thugs (nah)
Empty out, reload, and blow more slugs (boom)
How you gonna explain fuckin' a man?
Even if we squash the beef, I ain't touchin' your hand (aight?)
I don't fuck with chumps (yeah)
For those that been to jail
That's the cat with the Kool-Aid on his lips and pumps (uh)
I don't fuck with niggas that think they broads
Only know how to be one way, that's the dog (woo)
I know how to get down, know how to bite (bite)
Bark very little, but I know how to fight (fight)
I know how to chase a cat up in a tree
Man, I'll give y'all niggas the business for fuckin' with me
Is you crazy?

I'm ready to make 'em drop, with a pop, G-L-O-C-K
Busters under the wings, on my thoughts, I face 'em every day
No fear in my heart, I ain't scared to be the one that kills
So if you got your tone, bring it on, I got the same skill
Pressure from my peers, who provoke me to leave 'em dead
Gangsta Gold, makin' 'em fold, victim of my bullet lead
Tricks who want them treats from the Gold, smoke up in their face
Down for a smack in they back, bitch, it's a murder case
Clickin' on a punk 'cause the funk got 'em actin' up
Tailin' with my wagon on the run doin' a donut
Hoes on the curb, spread the word 'cause I'm peelin' caps
Spinnin' out my chamber it's my anger, settin' mouse traps
Take it to the police, nigga, if you scared, mane
Flaugin' with your pistol like a bitch, you be a dead man
Stangin' like a wasp, if you cross some of this intellect
Fuckin' up your guts with the touch of this 9-TEC