[Intro: Havoc]
Right there, yeah.. spin that back
Yeah.. uhhh.. straight out the lab
Chemistry made.. you know, yo

[Verse One: Havoc]
I don't wanna web
I just wanna chill but gettin still gettin confronted by ice grills
They learn when I hit 'em with, heat and conspicious
Stunt, just a little bit - start, we gonna finish this shit
You little niggas runnin round snot nose
I laugh with a cold grin I dead you wanna pose
You fuckin with a nigga who done been through the bullshit
Niggas die masabi, close friends turn to grimy
Wifey, bonin associates, hate a simple bitch
Add it all together: you know who you fucking wit
A nigga who can give a fuck when he broke
Give a fuck what he tote, got the drop then blow
You's a scared nigga tryna live
Yellow back 'n shit
You's a real good actor, your click actresses
Fact is, niggas lose stripes for tryna match this
Havoc's a total package, knock a nigga of his axis

[Hook: Havoc] [2x]
Twist ya cap backwards, real niggas handle
Beef, then it's on dunn, lick off if I have to
Niggas scream gangsta, real niggas play low
Play in the back, but fuck around and get smacked yo
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