them clubs, pop em off A lot of players got the game distorted, if you have to ask how much it cost you can't afford it Plain and simple cut and dry,
the floor As soon as we finish cuttin', we can cut some more Then after you get high, make 'em, get 'em, girl you finna get low Lights dimmed down Got
now? (Say what?) In my verse brain cells burst so beep the nurse for the knowledge cause the worst niggaz talk garbage A mean machine, to light it like
you hear my jingle Like I crack your head with the bat, big bambino style You smoked out there in San Bernadino We fuck shit up with the harcore steelo Bandito, light your lighter