I still represent Locust Hill and the Chief D-Rab.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Chill on the block, you're gonna need a miracle.

It's not hysterical, it ain't like a span lyrical.

I'm sure they kill.

Runnin' down the block with these lockin' midgets, cause that's the way they get their street shots.

Thank God, no doubt, it's all plain and simple.

A nigga act up, I pop him like a painful.

So you're careful, honey.

I'm gonna hit you, you know I'll wet you, I'm gonna get you, I'm gonna spit you,

To get a little sound like GQ, and now I got the juice.

I'm trying to act hard before I go and got it.

Who's gonna move?

For the bulletproof, you know the truth.

They don't have problems with the girl that come back loose.

Daniel, I got to do it like this.

Like we had a nigga's ass.

Yeah, me and the back nigga up in William's Hitches.

Go to the back and turn off the switches.

The real, real, yo, forget the three wishes that stab you, sew you up, and give you stitches.

Yeah, all your niggas.

Say no doubt, and we got the words.

Nigga, we out.

And y'all chase the whip, pass by the chill, cause the truth will kill, represent like

This is real, that's about to chill, cause I shoot to kill, represent Locust Hill.