[Verse 1: Lil Noid]
Ridin' in my car and my pockets feelin' assed out
Ran up on this sucker, caught him slippin' and without a doubt
Popped 'em in his head, he hit the ground, made a loud sound, capped 'em in the chest
Laid to rest over a pile of mess
My blood is pumpin' hard, I'm kinda greedy for that cheese, mane
Reachin' in his pocket, thinkin' big on some pocket change
Turnt 'em on his stomach, he start to vomitin' up his blood and guts
First degree in robbery, so then I headed back to the cut
Gat is in my hand and see, I'm smokin' on some B-U-D
Chicken make me tired, so then I grab a pack and snort that P
One and one is up my nose, it's feelin' like my brain on crack
Ridin' on a Bajaj 30-30, like the Skinny Mack
Scopin' out this telescope, this nigga and then I saw a bone
Cock the MAC-10 back, it's time to get 'em, yeah, this shit is on
Creepin' right behind him, held him hostage then I take his bank
Eventhough I know the lemon, mane, Lil Noid is with that game
N is for Lil Noid, makin' stangs for that bloody dough
O is puttin' 'em on the floor but mane, ya'll just don't hear me, though
I is in yo' shit and then the D is for your fuckin' death
Binghampton tell these trick what's up, hold your breath and break your self
[Chorus: Juicy J]
Break yo' self, bitch, break yo' self, bitch
Break yo' self, bitch, break yo' self, bitch
Break yo' self, bitch, break yo' self, bitch
Break yo self, bitch, break yo' self
Ridin' in my car and my pockets feelin' assed out
Ran up on this sucker, caught him slippin' and without a doubt
Popped 'em in his head, he hit the ground, made a loud sound, capped 'em in the chest
Laid to rest over a pile of mess
My blood is pumpin' hard, I'm kinda greedy for that cheese, mane
Reachin' in his pocket, thinkin' big on some pocket change
Turnt 'em on his stomach, he start to vomitin' up his blood and guts
First degree in robbery, so then I headed back to the cut
Gat is in my hand and see, I'm smokin' on some B-U-D
Chicken make me tired, so then I grab a pack and snort that P
One and one is up my nose, it's feelin' like my brain on crack
Ridin' on a Bajaj 30-30, like the Skinny Mack
Scopin' out this telescope, this nigga and then I saw a bone
Cock the MAC-10 back, it's time to get 'em, yeah, this shit is on
Creepin' right behind him, held him hostage then I take his bank
Eventhough I know the lemon, mane, Lil Noid is with that game
N is for Lil Noid, makin' stangs for that bloody dough
O is puttin' 'em on the floor but mane, ya'll just don't hear me, though
I is in yo' shit and then the D is for your fuckin' death
Binghampton tell these trick what's up, hold your breath and break your self
[Chorus: Juicy J]
Break yo' self, bitch, break yo' self, bitch
Break yo' self, bitch, break yo' self, bitch
Break yo' self, bitch, break yo' self, bitch
Break yo self, bitch, break yo' self
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