Rollin 100's 3X Krazy (Ft. E-40, Harm & Mr. Spence)

[Intro: E-40]
I'm just a bill, yeah I'm only a bill
I'm sittin' here on motherfuckin' scrilla-scrill
That's right bitch!

[Verse 1: Agerman]
No need for the motherfuckin' ambulance
Call it a three times circumstance
[?]
There'll be no witnesses to this homicide
"Where did he go?" Snitchin'
It's to the fuckin' dome
My killers in the cut
(Try me)
[?] for the passion
(Mobly)
Call the coroner with the M-I-N-I 14
([?])
When the boys are [?] the game like Monopoly
Use it like a drug, thuggin', hustlin', and sluggin'
Livin' shady and rugged
200-dollar under buckets
We're livin' diamonds to gold nuggets
Put a dent in yo' budget
Then leave with a pocket full of duckets
See I'm a grown-ass nigga
Runnin'-through-your-home-ass nigga
Put-one-in-your-dome-ass nigga
With a finger that's eager to pull that chrome-ass trigger
I'm walnuttin' it, cookin' it, cuttin' it, baggin' it
[?] ain't havin' it, I got A-1 yo' for the cabbage
Snitches linkin' and finkin'
So when they find you, you won't be breathin' or blinkin'
Just thinkin' we the mob
Niggas in for the Lincolns
Smokin' and drinkin'
Nigga, when we rob, we're creepin' to keep the police from peepin'