[Skip]. Everytime I'm in the kitchen you in the kitchen. Let me finish this brick 'fore you put that fish in. Listen I know we just came from fishin. But I'm on a mission you see there's money that I'm missin. I got 'em posted so the move and I'm gonna murder y'all. You and all the trouble goin through by servin y'all. And only cause my man heard of y'all. Other than that shit y'all won't get served at all. [Tony Yayo]. I went from oodles and noodles to lobster and shrimp. I went from bare bubble coats to brand new minks. And yo my neck upgraded my wrist's upgraded. I stay C of F I ain't got time for Jacob. I'm still on the strip tryin to get my grims off. Nigga tryin to flip and its a Mexican stand off. I put a hole in your grill with the nine mil. Dressed in all black lookin for souls to steal. [Chorus] - 2X. Little bit of dust little bit of cocaine. Little bit of dro little bit of heroine. A little bit of ecstacy. That's why your bitch want to be next to me. We sell a little bit a everything. [Young Buck]. I put the two Mags up to your doo rag. And rockaby baby I'm in the blue Jag with new tags in case you wanna chase. I never knew that the impact comin up out a Desert Eagle. A make a nigga wob and wiggle screamin call my people. We got these fiends pourin liters and they shootin needles. Need to be takin your connection cause we got it cheaper. Shit I ain't new to this I met this air stewardess. Who knows the ins and outs on how to get it in and out nigga. [Lloyd Banks]. Ya if I put a dress code all black nine hows and a laser. And the party is an ink pen bottle or a razor. Your hollerin for praise ya catch me in the hood with a model named Taysha. And the swallow game major. These cowards ain't gangsta they tellin you lies by sellin you dreams. And they ain't fill ins they fiends. Plus they rat and it's too hot to chill in the sun. My pops 39 years old and still on the run. [Chorus]. [Juvenile]. Wodie what you want you want dope you want coke. Wodie what you want you want X you want dro. Shit you got beef I got a tec and a fo'. You feelin' hot and moist I even get you a ho. If you don't got no whip I get you a car. If you don't got no skills I get your some more. My nigga we don't cut it we serve it raw. Got anythin you want play us awful hard. [50 Cent]. My 22's bling so niggaz scheme. 745i clean this little shell nigga fuck a triple beam. Coffee pot to cook coke Joe to smoke I was born to loc. Method cut the coke 50 no joke. I ain't "Scarface" no women no kids I don't give a fuck. Better teach that bitch and that little nigga to duck. With a P-90 Ruger I put shots all through ya. If you survive you gonna feel what talent do to ya. [Chorus]