[Verse 1: Duffy]
I guess these niggas still don't know the truth
We gotta tell ’em every day, nothin' new
How the fuck he still broke? Ain't no excuse
Pieside dance, get the bag and hit my moves
Niggas know they finna lose, big dog, he a Shih Tzu
Let me throw my muscle up, we the leaders of the new school
Psycho Michael, I got a couple loose screws
Flexin’ on these niggas, that's just somethin' that we used to
Joey Riggs ballin' on these niggas, it ain't take long
Chop suey made him hit a flip, he fell face forward
Cappin' like he really be outside, niggas dead wrong
Catch me spendin' thousands every time I step on Melrose
VVSs shinin', his bitch wanna put my chain on
We the evil villains, go ahead and put the blame on us
Rookie year, dunkin’ on these niggas, we was made for it
It’s the Stinc Team, gang and them in all foreigns
[Verse 2: Blue Pesos]
It's ’bout that time, shit, fuck it, let's just go tourin'
We just served them niggas squares, straight Steve Urkels
Keep it a hundred, VVSs, you cannot afford 'em
You know my name and what I claim, I ain’t no bitch nigga
[?] on my neck, this shit priceless, niggas kill for it
I done had my phone with her, take her back, she was so annoyin'
A pro oochie getter, just ask and I could probably show you
Run up on that loud mouth, shit, and we gon' punish you
I told them niggas, "What is so confusin'? We the influence"
Why his brains hangin' out? Damn, P, what you do to him?
Niggas see a [?] come around and start losin' focus
Hocus pocus, vanish, he is no longer
A slow-motion pole plus the Perc' got me floatin'
I watch my back and my front, you can never get up on me
Can I slime you up, P? I just smirked and shrugged shoulders
Tried to box, Tank Davis, then we jammed him in a corner
I guess these niggas still don't know the truth
We gotta tell ’em every day, nothin' new
How the fuck he still broke? Ain't no excuse
Pieside dance, get the bag and hit my moves
Niggas know they finna lose, big dog, he a Shih Tzu
Let me throw my muscle up, we the leaders of the new school
Psycho Michael, I got a couple loose screws
Flexin’ on these niggas, that's just somethin' that we used to
Joey Riggs ballin' on these niggas, it ain't take long
Chop suey made him hit a flip, he fell face forward
Cappin' like he really be outside, niggas dead wrong
Catch me spendin' thousands every time I step on Melrose
VVSs shinin', his bitch wanna put my chain on
We the evil villains, go ahead and put the blame on us
Rookie year, dunkin’ on these niggas, we was made for it
It’s the Stinc Team, gang and them in all foreigns
[Verse 2: Blue Pesos]
It's ’bout that time, shit, fuck it, let's just go tourin'
We just served them niggas squares, straight Steve Urkels
Keep it a hundred, VVSs, you cannot afford 'em
You know my name and what I claim, I ain’t no bitch nigga
[?] on my neck, this shit priceless, niggas kill for it
I done had my phone with her, take her back, she was so annoyin'
A pro oochie getter, just ask and I could probably show you
Run up on that loud mouth, shit, and we gon' punish you
I told them niggas, "What is so confusin'? We the influence"
Why his brains hangin' out? Damn, P, what you do to him?
Niggas see a [?] come around and start losin' focus
Hocus pocus, vanish, he is no longer
A slow-motion pole plus the Perc' got me floatin'
I watch my back and my front, you can never get up on me
Can I slime you up, P? I just smirked and shrugged shoulders
Tried to box, Tank Davis, then we jammed him in a corner
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