What's up, motherfuckers?What's crackin'? Wanna get thuggish, dawg?Like fuckin' motherfuckin' thuggishDouble out, double out, double out, double outWhat's crackin'? I.E., homeboy, I have a startMotherfuckers, swear to God, I won't stopThink I won't ride, I knew, lay my ride on copsI know you've heard through the streets that my game's on lockYou're a truly Ruben Ramos, take your eyes off my cockCause since I come, motherfuckerModel's comin' with a thunder weatherWhen I'm fuckin' and thuggin', so don't wonderLet me guess, you don't think that I'm cheapIf you're above me, I'm only kickin' off lyricsBut I wanna be, well, since my ageDirty at its teenage stageI've been thuggin' in these streets every fuckin' dayI blasted off 8Ks, Mac 10s, and 9s38 stud lows, and a cleat 45sSo when I hear stupid fools try to talk some *I get creased, quick buzz, hollow tips in my clipYou know what's crackin' on meDon't fuckin' step on my toes, dawgThat's my only thing I loveDouble out, see motherfuckin' ridersLife, you're on those riversidersOnly talkin' *, but don't try usCause you know that life can lose real bustDouble out, double out, double out, double outDouble out, double out, double out, double outDouble out, double out, double outDouble out, double out, double outDouble out, double out, double outDouble out, double out, double outDouble out, double out, double outDouble out, double out, double outDouble out, double out, double outDouble out, double out, double outDouble out, double outDouble out, double out, double outDouble out, double outDouble out, double outBehind my back, never been in my presenceOut of eye with the MacTalking * to your babiesMom banging sideShooting bullets at pussyBald head and a thong I have littleHomies waiting for the work to pullIf you let me know if it's beefI'll let you know how we'll do itDouble L-T, motherfuckin' ridersLife's long, thugs, riverside usOnly talking *, but don't try usCause you know that, like a Louisville busDouble L-T, motherfuckin' ridersLife's long, thugs, riverside usOnly talking *, but don't try usCause you know that, like a Louisville busI think I'm fully laid backNew kicks with a sackYour sister knows about the smackLet me sit in KodiakBefore I bust a capBefore I end a rapBlazing up in your driveway bumpingIt's like that, I'm just a youngster stacking chipsA youngster on all the tipsI'll leave you lying and cryingDying, don't prove that I'm lyingTying up perpetrators, they're dis-motivatorsFalling in the same category as player hatersI miss the studio drinkingBut my song has you thinkingYou're stuck, not even blinkingAll hope is slowly sinkingDouble L-T, motherfuckin' ridersLife's long, thugs, riverside usOnly talking *, but don't try usCause you know that, like a Louisville busDouble L-T, motherfuckin' ridersLife's long, thugs, riverside usOnly talking *, but don't try usCause you know that, like a Louisville busDouble L-T, motherfuckin' ridersLife's long, thugs, riverside usOnly talking *, but don't try usCause you know that, like a Louisville busDouble L-T, motherfuckin' ridersLife's long, thugs, riverside usOnly talking *, but don't try usCause you know that lady's real bustYeah, my little motherfuckin' MacDouble LT motherfuckin' Riders in secondsEmpire, homie, you know the way we do it over hereMotherfuckin' killin' Cali, what?Talkin' nothin' but *Get you fuckin' stuck six feet deep, homieThat's on everything, trustFuckin' little faggot-ass bitchI'm out, my little MacWhat's up to the homie Mouse?Little homie GageThat high-power motherfuckin' clickReal thug **