Soopafly: "Yea"
  Kurupt: "Ay soopafly"
  S: "Yup"
  K: "Ay, what's the name of that song that goes,
  dada-dada-da-da-da, dadada-da-da"
  S: "It ain't about you?"
  K: "That's the one you have it on?"
  S: "Yea"
  K: "Oh, yea, that's tight"
  S: "You like that?"
  K: "Yea"
  
  Check check check check check
  Microphone check check check check check
  1, 2 check check check check check
  Live in the place to be
  Soopafly, comin at ya
  I don't stop and I don't quit
  Comin with that dogg pound gangsta shit
  Yea, peep game
  Check, I break a nigga neck
  I keep a nine in my pocket and a home deck
  I like to rock a show
  I'm stackin c-notes
  It's soopafly mothafucka if you didn't know
  Now peep so sweet unique I doubt if you could top the peak
  Keep em in check
  No sweat cock back fist connected to cheek
  They sleep
  Kick em in they ass wake up, uh now
  Let me take you on a journey block to block
  Show you how to pack heat, drop and 6 4 hop
  Cut it up, chop, my homie got it, Tray don't stop
  Had them bitches dope fiending like I'm slangin them rocks
  Straight from the L we don't take no shit
  We off in the cut waitin for y'all niggas to trip
  We the last mothafuckas you want to fuck with
  When you in close range you best to duck quick
  Or get smashed your last chance to forfeit
  Game over
  I knock a nigga from drunk to sober
  I hope I don't have to maneuver the choker
  If you wanna dance I do the polka
  Stickin fuck bitch made Soop look like a switchblade
  
  Can I ride in your car?
  Girl I've gone too far
  Can I smoke on your weed?
  Nah, that ain't what you need
  Can I borrow a dollar?
  No, but you can eat this dick
  While I smash my shit and I pop in my car
  Can I give you my number?
  Yea, next summer
  But I'm hungry baby
  Sh, me too, that's crazy
  So open up the door cuz I'm ready to go
  Aight then, but I ain't got no money
  Ain't you treatin baby?
  Hell no
  Bitch take another route, you ain't even what this song's about
  Bitch, I'm on a ride, dip and glidin through the hood
  Smokin until the sun come out
  
  Bitch please
  Got her speakin in Chinese
  They like please
  Yea, just pluck em off
  Mothafuck all you hoes
  Fuck em all
  This is nothing but true game
  This stainless thing got stained
  The bitch gobble the best
  She won a contest for the best jaws in the west
  The homie said, "Watch my head"
  But instead, I got a 45 caliber lead spitta
  A nigga feelin bitter
  Shitty as some kitty litter
  Take off, got a Adolf Hitler
  Center of attraction
  Multiplications then subtractions
  From the blast then the smash and the cash and the credit
  The bitch on my dick
  I'm like bitch, forget it
  Let it loose bitch, won't you let it
  For ????? I get a bad bitch from Connecticut
  A typical hoe
  I'm only in it for the blow
  The bitch was only in it for the blow
  I gave her some blow then let her blow
  Then she turned blue
  On the speed I grabbed the heater and then flew
  
  Can I ride in your car?
  Bitch I'm gone too far
  Can I smoke on your weed?
  Nah, this ain't what you need
  Can I borrow a dollar?
  Nah, but you can eat this dick
  While I dip in my shit and uh, pop my cop off
  Can I give you my number?
  Nah, maybe next summer
  But I'm hungry baby
  Yea, me too, that's crazy
  So open up the door cuz I'm ready to go
  Aight, but uh, I ain't got no money
  Ain't you treatin baby?
  Hell no
  Bitch take another route, you ain't even what this song is about
  I'm on a ride, dip and glidin through the hood
  Smokin until the sun come out
  
  Now all salute the supreme general that got style
  And watch how I rock and lock the block down
  Tightly to fight me will cause disaster
  No chance to surpass the vocab I master
  As the sun rotate, took my guns off safe
  Been a thug since 8, always drug my weight
  I state the facts, mothafuck a platinum plaque
  Always got my stack jackin off from havin a sack
  Niggas act as if they back is stiff and can't put work in
  Shake the turf then get to tuckin they shirts in
  But I'ma stay bangin
  The game that I'm claimin
  Gold chain swangin
  While the six trey hangin
  Back bumpa
  Impact the dumpa in the stash spot mash out
  Knock it locked up with the ass drop
  
  Can I ride in your car?
  Bitch I'm gone too far
  Can I smoke on your weed?
  Nah, this ain't what you need
  Can I borrow a dollar?c
  Nah, but you can eat this dick
  While I dip in my shit and uh, pop my cop off
  Can I give you my number?
  Get at me next summer
  But I'm hungry baby
  Yea, me too, that's crazy
  So open up the door cuz I'm ready to go
  Aight, but I ain't got no money
  Ain't you treatin baby?
  Hell no
  Bitch take another route, you ain't even what this song is about
  I'm on a ride, dip and glidin through the hood
  Smokin until the sun come out