Verse One
  Well biggedy bust a mover
  I biggedy be the trooper cause I'm slammin
  I'm ready to check this jam
  that this is havin
  I'm audi, I'm riggedy rollin four deep, don't sweat it
  I'm troopin it with my niggaz, East New York is where I'm headed
  I'm friggedy freshly dipped, cold as shit but money I'm rugged
  I'm rockin my forty belows in the snow so yo bug it
  Yo fellaz, let's giggedy grab the train, fuck the walkin
  Aaah, here we go, yo, why these people hawkin?
  You you stupid , you look at my crew and now you're thinkin
  (They must be wildin...-= Is that them stinkin?)
  Fuck no you wan-ton soup serving
  You're staring, you beady eyed bastard link
  Whaddya think dick? I'm comin around the train and bumrush ya
  Give me a ten foot pole and I wouldn't even touch ya
  Hey lady, I see you sittin by the conductor
  Thinkin that I'm a nigga, you figure I wanna fuck ya
  Fuck there goes my beeper now these people think I'm slingin
  Rocks by the blocks and killin em by the millions
  But yo hops, here kiggedy comes my stop now I'm audi
  I giggedy gots to go you motherfuckers think I'm rowdy and
  Verse Two
  The people love it
  I'm swingin it from the lifestyles of the ruff and rugged
  They got me upstate troop, so fuck it
  In penile, I'm hard as a fuckin brick I wreck shop
  Money grip, I'm up in the yard fightin kids till I drop
  But, I'm out now, so fuckers around the way are sweatin my peoples
  Not worried about a new jack black my shit is diezel
  Cause I pack, steel, I got the back, wheel
  And plus I got the Yung and the Resless watchin my back, still
  Because I'm runnin the ave again
  I'm back in the game with my neighbor
  Up on the ave runnin guns that was to be the new flavor
  And I'm wid it, my cousin's throwin a jam tonight I figures
  That I'm bringin all my guns and I'm bringin all my niggaz
  (Don't go hangin out with no niggaz...-= That's the life, that I lead)
  You figgedy fuck around you lay around I told my cousin
  First kill the flex, word is born I'ma bug him
  We spiggedy spark the buddha now I got the devil in me
  I'm sick, quick to smoke a nigga like a chimney
  I'm packin a clip, ready to flip, just me and my friends
  Twenty deep and two deep, a B-M-W and a benz, rollin
  Verse Three
  Brrr, it's cold as shit, liggedy split I think we're here G
  Fuck I forgot her address, yo fellaz just bear with me
  Yo Stevie, remember the crib she was tellin us that she chilled in
  Well there go the block she live on and I think that's her buildin
  Let the games begin I'm packin my steel with nuff dreads
  In front of the buldin shit's thick cause all I could see was nuff
  heads
  But I know them, we're spiggedy sparkin blunts and squeezin triggers
  Bustin caps with my troops and a buncha other niggaz
  Awww shit, niggaz is bustin caps, fuck that
  I'm ready to find this crib, where this bitch live at?
  Let's see, none of them kids right there heard of Shorty
  Whadup Duke, any y'all niggaz heard about this party?
  Who the fuck are you G? You couldn't be talkin to me hops
  Get off that bullshit kid or get your teeth dropped
  Cause out here, the biggedy bumrush is mad thick
  I'm ready to catch a body so you might get had quick
  A'ight G, I'll biggedy back up but kill the yappin
  Don't play me for no sucker motherfucker it won't happen
  Yo fellaz, let's biggedy break North before I flip
  I'm sick of the way these punk niggaz always talkin shit
  Punk what? You stupid motherfuck, is you crazy?
  I'm liggedy loadin my clip about to flip, you're Swayze
  I'm ready to light em up the four fifth is set to ill
  So I tightens up my hoody so noone can see the grill
  Yo what the fuck you doin man? (Blam-blam)
  (Ohh shit)
  What the fuck, now what?
  Where your man at now G, what?
  Yo Blitz, yo blitz yo let's be out
  Figgedy fuck it
  I caught another body now I'm back up
  State doin a year and a half until my court date