[intro] What, what What, what, what (h-world) What, what, what (all out) What, what, what, what, what (take it back to the streets, mutha f**ka) What, what, what, what, what Yo, this for my niggas in the streets (what what what what) Foreign cars and the jeeps (what what what what) Make about a f**kin' million in a week (what what what what) When I can't forget that we all still street Yo, yo You know a nigga that's sniffin', that's always in the kitchen Bagin' shit up, there's always something missin' A nigga that's speeding, bound to have a collision Bound to be in prison, or bound to pop a mission So if you got dogs, nigga, let 'em go If a mob f**kin' truck right, let 'em know We got the same guns that you got, but better though And next time we in some shit nigga, you will know See I'm pushed to the point that I put something down And I stand over your head, like look at you now And the kids in the parks start lookin' around Like, "mommy come here, look, look, look what we found" Wit' me it's more intense, nigga So if you ain't goin' hard, stay on the bench, nigga And you know when I come, I leave no prints nigga And when you die, it won't be at my expense nigga Nigga, nigga 1 -