[Intro]
Dre niggas think we bullshittin'...
Yeah... Yeah...

[Hook]
Nigga try me son he best have the heat on him
Whoop him out his clothes, get to moppin' the street with him
Boy I'll put ya body in a bag, front on me I'm on ya ass
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemies (2x)

[Verse 1]
Nigga front on me the goons and goblins come out
Bushmaster 100-shot drums will run out
They dumb out, you heard of me, they call me Big Homie
Me, I make the register ring, I'm the cash cow
They make the hammers ring, they on your ass now
Hair trigger, stare nigga, yeah niggas'll flip
Sig Sauer semi-assault, let it off at your wig
Here I is where the money is, I still get biz
If D's know about the beef, you gunna still get did
It'll be a tombstone on your fuckin' grave they dig
Have that ass in the precinct tryina' talk to the pigs
I'm like Damien nigga, when I start gettin' loose on ya
Closest thing to Lucifer, ya think you got a noose on ya
I make it hard to breathe
I come where you hustle, air it out
Make it hard to eat
Have you lookin' both ways, like you crossin' the street

[Hook]
Nigga try me son he best have the heat on him
Whoop him out his clothes, get to moppin' the street with him
Boy I'll put ya body in a bag, front on me I'm on ya ass
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemies (2x)

[Verse 2]
Niggas send me the wrong message, we gon' fuckin' kill the messenger
Your whole clique, hollow tips'll tear up the rest of ya
This ain't The Carter, nigga this is Sparta, it's harder
I'll die and be a martyr, respect me like your father
Let off a clip or let a case off, I'll have ya pussy ass runnin' like a race horse
Follow orders now, Yay' shoot his face off
You can have one, blast one, it's mad fun!
See how when you listen to me all the cash come?
I was born with the Tech, it's a birth defect
I was conceived in a Benz, ended up in the Pens
This what happen when the have-nots turn into Sasquatch
Let the gat pop, boogie down on them back blocks
It's horrific ... nah it's terrific
I got it if you sniff it
Go 'head nigga, twist it
Get lifted, God damn I'm gifted

[Hook]
Nigga try me son he best have the heat on him
Whoop him out his clothes, get to moppin' the street with him
Boy I'll put ya body in a bag, front on me I'm on ya ass
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemies (2x)

[Bridge]
Yeah...
I tell 'em "ride on him," then they ride on him
"Get the line on him, then squeeze the nine on him"
Head shot, 40-Glock, blow his mind on him
It's a hit, not a jux, leave his shines on him

[Verse 3]
Now you can watch me, nigga like the police watch me
I move properly, go 'head catch a shell tryin' stop me
F430 Spyder, carbon fiber
Hit my targets like Al Qaeda, natural fighter
Rapid fire, you sweet like apple cider
The Mac'll fire, the mask like Michael Myers
It's awfully quiet, when I get on my bullshit
No smile, no laughs, you gets no pass
You could explain to my niggas while they whoop your ass
My hands itch when the money come, it's hard to explain it
Last time it itched like this, a truckload came in
Get money, get bread, that's what I do kid

[Hook]
Nigga try me son he best have the heat on him
Whoop him out his clothes, get to moppin' the street with him
Boy I'll put ya body in a bag, front on me I'm on ya ass
I bring money to my niggas that bring death to my enemies (2x)