Dem Boyz Esham (Ft. Violent J)

[Chorus]
This one's for them boys with the drugs in they house
This one's for them boys with the slugs in they mouth
This one's for them boys with the taps on they phone
They know the haps on the zone, they peelin' caps with the chrome
This one's for them boys! (Dirty hoodlums!)
This one's for them boys! (Hustlin!)
This one's for them boys! (Dirty hoodlums!)
This one's for them boys! (Hustlin!)

[Esham]
This is for the ones that's making cheddar, that fetty, all about they hustle
Make a Def Jam out in the streets, without Russell
What's so strange is I came in the game
With the "1, 2, bang bang", make your brains hang and it is a thang
Bitch better have my muthafuckin' fetty
Before I put this mm-mmh to your head
And make your shit look like spaghetti
Y'all ain't ready, the Hatchet slit you like a machete
Left hand bust the roscoe, right hand hold the whip steady

[Violent J]
This one's for the boys from the darkest corners
To the streets of Hell, these boys ain't no foreigners
And warrin' is every day, and the cost ain't soft
Even when they miss, you still get a shoulder blown off
This one's for the boys who chew hollow tips like gum
And wash it down with Everclear cause the care ain't there
And these boys be the bad guys, and can't switch
They put a bullet clean through your head and into your bitch