With the hita na me le mida Go loco with the hita na me le mida Go loco with the hita na me le mida Go loco with the hita na me le mida Go loco with the hita na me le mida Get ready for the big payback Been thuggin' and keepin' the gullies since way back Lotta d**k been talkin' They runnin' they mouths barkin' Runnin' around false They claimin' they wanna work with the rockers My record is flawless My method is lawless I'm an automatic weapon You just a target Do number one artists From the none of the hardest When they get ya, hit ya They couldn't call it One d**k left and they talk about we ain't had it So we had to get at em' and make em' recognize platinum Look at everybody rappin' just like I'm rappin' Gotta admit it, it don't feel like it's the master Why? That it's no competition No competition Tear the roof off your mother f**ker I put a boot off on that mother f**ker Fast, stare down the blast So class, with any money, you Cause dark, we ain't trippin' off of none of you Love the face, the boy is bad Put a little bit of action Bring it, rap it, sing it, bust it Whatever, dawg Whatever y'all wanna do, I'm with it Wicked Go loco with the hita na me le mida Go loco with the hita na me le mida Go loco with the hita na me le mida Go loco with the hita na me le mida I done had a mill, touched a mill, threw a mill Still in the streets, that's how I live It don't mean a damn thing, still got a little change Believe me, coming in Call him out, point him out, that's him in It's about to be easy Want a bed cast, eat him up, send him on his way Kick him in his ass, have a nice day But the wrong way, got a lot to say It can get so murderous, murderous Touching us, never that Bone through, still the crack, crack And I can't lay back on a comeback Spin on these, spin on these Run up, any of you, any of you Won't be no recognizing Just one warning, impatient One time only, okay Don't repeat myself bad for my health Don't wanna do that, rather spray Catch me on the wrong day, catch me on the wrong day Better stay out my way, better stay out my face That's the last thing I wanna do Thug juice in the blues, hot *** to you, now ya boom Goloko with that heat up, not me, let me duh Goloko with that heat up, not me, let me duh Goloko with that heat up, not me, let me duh Let me duh, let me duh, let me duh, let me duh, pop Y'all know how I feel about fake tits Tits ain't no love for them Put a d*** in its place, mama crying at the wake That's right, that's what a d*** does for them I play it butterin', I play it butterin' With no lames in my circle, cause I love to win With the real ass d***, with the thug in them And if you talk too much, I put a thug in them Oh no, don't play with him Late, gon' get him if wish, don't get him Then Craig gon' get him straight up We spit him with a nine on my side And the slide to the rhythm Let me slow it down In case you didn't catch my drip Little d*** up by the shoes Trigger finger, not hesitate Let me speed it up Hit him like the ammunition coming from my heater Y'all d*** can't see these thugs Seventeen shots, feelin' nine millimeter On the creep with the night vision Infrared beams pointed at your dome Can't wait to see a d*** response When I rip that vest with the death line Teflon Go loco with that heat up, not me, let me duh Let me duh, let me duh, let me duh, pop, pop Go loco with that heat up, not me, let me duh Let me duh, let me duh, let me duh, pop, pop Go loco with that heat up, not me, let me duh Let me duh, let me duh, let me duh, pop, pop Go loco with that heat up, not me, let me duh Let me duh, let me duh, let me duh, pop, pop