ya ll act like ya heard me instead of bustin my chopper man i kiss down on dirt goin be in my heart cause a t l where i m from and everywhere be my stompin ground with 3 4 5 ya heard we trane as we kill em and no low limit were wit em i thought ya taught like ya succas i can tell when you re weak thats why i lead to tough succas low haters low punk now friends hatin on drama goin get you coward and that means ooooooo i got my jeans and my boots ooooooo i m tight wit my troops ooooooo my left right my left ooo lord i m tight to def tight to def see i ma walk like a soldier stay cheifin doja i left right come look here boy i done told him where i m from it ain t no luck thats the killaz thats the fiends from down south don t charge us with them means we don t bring it don t slang it if it don t walk it don t talk it either go leave the house and bring your pistal and amor with d r a m a goin do you like rambo a ten top about fate give me this shit foward march line em up shoot em down like adolf hitler he talking the talk nigga walk the walk i don t get down wit no succas i roll with killaz and high rolls smoke rolls like dojahs can t get buck i done told ya i m tight like the 5s 8 and you wearing the twelve i ma bust ya ll bustaz style the cut to brains burn in the fire punk like a really hot clothes hanger blast em to my last clip my last on i holla out  tight to def for the 2000 ya ll we done tooked over1