In your, in your, in your, in your face
You wanna squad, nigga? We can squad, nigga
You wanna shoot, nigga? We can shoot, nigga
You wanna thug, nigga? We some thugs, nigga
And when we in the club, show us love, nigga
In the night, thugs fight, so come outside
In your face, motherfucker, we ready to ride
Nobody can hide from us
Let loose on a nigga, leave him in the dust
It's a must that I bust on you, you see
Cause this world got a nigga going crazy
Before you die, I think you better pay me
All your niggas gon' be in debt to the in-your-face family
I used to sell double-ups, now I be bubbled up
In your face, records, and we fine to blow it up
Showin' up and all you haters real
Trill niggas straight down the kill
Runnin' like a buffalo, beers
We make meals, stacks krill
Pay bills and make deals
You gon' feel the lead from the bar seal
Pourin' up for my niggas who done got killed
In your face, smashin' bars like a meal
You wanna squad, nigga? We can squad, nigga
You wanna shoot, nigga? We can shoot, nigga
You wanna thug, nigga? We some thugs, nigga
And when we in the club, show us love, nigga
You wanna squad, nigga? We can squad, nigga
You wanna shoot, nigga? We can shoot, nigga
You wanna thug, nigga? We some thugs, nigga
And when we in the club, show us love, nigga
Red, you better warn these niggas
Got a hunch of Roger Gaines spitters
* around with it in your face
We turn to hard hitters
We got * at stake
It's all about the real nigga
* the fake
We got money to make
So watch my Pyrex shake
Twenty-five or twenty-six
It is a perfect way
Analyzin' the game
Watchin' the game
Testin' my range
For you niggas waiting on me in the turning lane
This one time
And I ain't got time







And I'ma let you know
Mr. Broome in your place
Bout to kick down the door
Who's the foe?
Get your ass on the floor
Tell that bitch get off the phone before I whoop that hoe
This a kid though
Where the money and dope?
Alibi, I'm a rebel bitch
I had a show
Chargin' twenty at the door
Twenty thousand to flow
Hoes waiting on me
At the canyon below
You wanna squad, nigga?
We can squad, nigga
You wanna shoot, nigga?
We can shoot, nigga
You wanna thug, nigga?
We some thugs, nigga
And when we in the club, show us love, nigga





On the way out
I'ma spray rhymes
I'm goin' out like a general
On a late night street fight
Niggas out there letting it get old
Fast life ain't right
This war's on board
Black men
Went hard to live large
But now it's time to switch game
In your face
Kickin' down the door
Bout to rack up the industry
Droppin' hit after hit
Ain't nobody gonna * with me
Flexin' to try to test the game
And I hit them with what they need
Had to get them away
My artillery's rammed
On a mission to succeed
I got my bullet proof phone
Ain't no use to me runnin'
Red dot rice
Fight a hundred miles and gunnin'
Get the * out my face
Cause I'm ballin' like Mace
Now I got my bullet proof phone
Out in Texas
Kenny Lexus
On the high speed chase
Drinkin' four at the boat
Twenty thousand a show
Southside
Gon' ride
Goin' coast to coast
Put my deuce in reverse
Rock my bullet disperse
In your face
In the race
Acceptin' nothin' but first
You wanna squad, nigga?
We can squad, nigga
You wanna shoot, nigga?
We can shoot, nigga
You wanna thug, nigga?
We some thugs, nigga
And when we in the club
Shaw's love, nigga
You wanna squad, nigga?
We can squad, nigga
You wanna shoot, nigga
We can shoot, nigga
You wanna thug, nigga




We some thugs, nigga
And when we in the club
Shaw's love, nigga
You wanna squad, nigga
We can squad, nigga
You wanna shoot, nigga
We can shoot, nigga
You wanna thug, nigga
We some thugs, nigga
And when we in the club
Shaw's love, nigga