text: New freestyle, featuring Nicki Maraj! Nicki I see you, what up!?
  Yeah, yeah, yeah
  I was at the Rucker, in some chuckers, fuckers
  With a Smuckers and a hat, that was made for truckers
  You told these bitches, they was fucking with me, see -
  When I was getting money, you was fucking for free
  Anyway, Im N-I-C, and when I spit?
  I had these bitches shakin, like M. Ali
  Cause, I bring it to these girls, like Fedex and when I get -
  Fed up? Bitches get rea-dy Cause -
  Ill have your brains lookin, like confetti, mami
  You keep trying, Imma teach you a les-son - 
  I keep the iron, but it aint for pres-sin -
  And when Im done, get the next contestant
  Cause, Im the nicest, priceless, stay with the -
  Ice wrist, bitches so sick of me, when I get -
  Hot, trigger finger get slippery, bitches better -
  DUCK, like hickory, dickory
  Well pop it off, til his top come off
  Pull rank, have somebody go, and knock him off
  Phone call to my dawg, will make him drop em off
  Think you fuckin with Nick Maraj? NOT AT ALL
  Think you can fuck with Ru Spits? NOT AT ALL
  Think you can fuck with my Crum Clique? NOT AT ALL
  Cash, cars, cribs, yeah we got it all
  Macs, TECs, nines yeah, we pop em all
  You know Spits got them bars, that be off the hook
  I give to you dry, wet, whether cook
  Like Amazon dot.com, I get it off the book
  Bout to cop Nick Maraj, a bent Porsche to push
  While Im shotgun, reclined all off the kush
  Or on that West Coast, my doja be that granddaddy
  I got money thats older, than your granddaddy
  Most of you rappers old enough, to be my granddaddy
  Im in that so sick, osix, tan Caddi
  Flow like no type, five-fifty, 
  And every stone in the chain, look like strobe lights
  And just hard to be rude, when we so nice
  Illest shit I ever said, is what I dont write
  For you to see me get this bread, is what you dont like
  I will take the Uzi, slide back, spray ya kufi
  And show you actin ass niggas, how to make ah movie
  Well pop it off, til his top come off
  Pull rank, have somebody go, and knock him off
  Phone call to my dawg, will make him drop em off
  Think you fuckin with Nick Maraj? NOT AT ALL
  Think you can fuck with Ru Spits? NOT AT ALL
  Think you can fuck with my Crumb Clique? NOT AT ALL
  Cash, cars, cribs, yeah we got it all
  Macs, TECs, nines yeah, we pop em off
  Yall niggas is fuckingcrazy!
  My niggas are beasts, Ru Spits, A.K.A. Star shit!
  We fuckin crazy in 2006
  Fire and Ice! Yall niggas fall back!
  That niggas need a hit? You come holla at us!
  That niggas need a ghostwriter? They come holla at us!
  , this is us this year , me, Ru Spits
  Sawblood, Nicki Maraj, Danny Brown
  Matter of fact, free my nigga Danny Brown, RIGHT NOW!
  We bout to start a revolution on yall motherfuckers
  Shout out to the whole motherfuckin Dipset
  Duke the God, Travis, Juelz, matter fact my nigga Platinum Don
  What up!? Trav, what up!?
  Fire and Ice, nigga, we gettin it poppin this year
  Yall niggas cant fuck with us, you crazy?
  I know yall lookin stupid right now