Ain't nahh one can hang wiff me, cuz I'm da big bizzaler. I had ta quit muh ma fukin job cuz da cracker wuz keepin me down. Now I'm just chilling at da chickn n` corn bread crib an' getting muh ma fukin fried chickn n` corn bread on. Biatches find muh ma fukin skills off da hook, but dey can't handle muh ma fukin cohones. Becaue afta all, if it's Friday, an' ya ain't got nahh job, ya might as well smoke uh cronic.

Shout out ta muh ma fukin boyz in da E.N.G gang. You pimpz gotta wreckonize! sho 'nuff!