Them *****s really think that it's a game but it's not
*****s kept frontin', Brown got popped
Word on life, word on my clique
All a *****s really got in his life is his word and his ****

And I stay true to them like both of them laws
*****s talk ****, my clique's not ridin' them dogs
*****s hate me 'cause broke and can't floss
Yo, I cop coke, cook it up or buy it cooked already
Like a '98 six, wild like a Chevy

Yo, I floss now, look how much my jewels cost now
I'm realizin' that you [unverified], so I hate y'all too
So both sides is hate, so it's mutual
Beautiful, my guns make it shootable

Shoot at you, send staff to clap you
Yo, my name's Nori but only fam calls me 'Poppi'
That *****'s **** like the cat who killed Versace
**** thug, yo, I shoulda know sooner
My clique stay in jail like Robert Downey Jr.

Like outlaw in the beacon, *****, we can ***k wit *****s
Think they live while y'all weaklings
I'm from Iraq, play the cut, smoke mad trees
Buy my own business, concentrate on my cheese

Yo, the door lock, four knocks and one symbol
I'm like '98 Live, you like Double Dribble
Ay yo, thugged out, no rules, playin' the game
Every man for hisself, just receivin' the pain

It's like you tall, 21, no out, just go hard
Rest in peace, I gotta say to Yammy and Taj
It's like *****es never learn, money to burn
Yo, I'm leavin' like me and Nate
(I'm leavin')

Let me say this
I used to rock to G U E with the S S
Now I'm in the '98, black GS
Golden with kid in my ****, on some full grits headlights

**** shine from Def Jam to Crown Heights
Now my clique keep guns, time to fight
Open the flip, on the star-tech and check the message
**** ten, Sprint phone's caught a deal
What, one and the same like thugged out and Ill Will

It's all real, still from Iraq