[Baby Beesh]
   I super size my fries, fuck bitches two at a time
   Pistol whipping punk fools when they step out of line
   Its going down (uh-huh)
   Yall mutherfuckers should've known
   Its cyber space pimping, micro chips and capones
   The static cant get up on it, untamed I'm a gorilla
   A grain grippa, with the pocket full of killa
   Get rid of the evidence they looking for finger prints
   Situation getting tense, so quick I hop a fence
   Mexican, acrobatics with oozies and automatics
   We don't gotta be grabbing so, beware we bringing static
   All gas no brake, sipping on muddy grape
   Baby Bash finna smash in the lone star state
  
   [Uchie]
   We don't wanna pull it hardcore
   Players in the south
   We spitting that lyrics staright out of me mouth
   And if you not ready nigga get the fuck out
   I'm a bring it hard to your peeps no doubt
   With my fourty four, or my mack or my nina
   Got my pretty bitches chilling up in Pasadena
   Another one, (whoo) chilling up in D-town
   When I first started rapping yeah she help me get around
   I keep entertaining while I'm stacking my cheddas
   Roll with Baby Beesh, DFO and Twin Beradaz (Uh-Huh)
   Let them niggaz tell us where you really wanna meet us
   We gone take you down, if you like don't believe us
   For Real!
  
   (Chorus 2X)
  
   [Lucky Luchiano]
   We the boys up on the mic representing where we from
   Put your set up in the air, don't be scared get yo gun
   Got a clip of hollow tips whenever we ride around
   But, we sipping on that syrup over on my side of town
   [Eternal]
   On my side of town, realest hustlers in the country
   Making money of these suckers flip eight bows for at least one twenty
   Chop the pounds I get for four and sell them hoes for sixty five
   Wondering why I like the outskirts, with a matching missing why
   See Enternal aint no dummy I'm a get my fucking paper
   But the cops in little cities boy you know they gonna hate ya
   See a player rollin twentys and they wanna check your ride
   Pull you over for the doja that they think you got inside
   Man I'm flipping and dipping and see these white girls I'm pimping
   Got they daddys credit card so you know that I'm living
   Hood rich, fuck a bitch call me Mr. Neva-die
   You can do what you do but just don't hate on my side
  
   [Eddie]
   My side and your side got some similar shit
   We got haters, hoes, players, thugs, pimps, is here
   Dope fiends at gas stations washing windows for dollars
   Females at young ages acting like they in college
   Most niggaz since twelve been clocking in
   Even slung a little dope supposed cost for ends
   Thats the live of my side, the streets of Oak Cliff
   Spending most of my time high, with my whole click
   Hater-Proof mutherfucker and we do it for Texas
   Thats where we from so, thats we repping
   Spitting lyrics on these beats with a country accsent
   Brand new ever brought to you by these player hispanics
  
   (Chorus 2X)
  
   [Big Cease]
   I'm a young mex more juice than Jumex
   Represent for the best, as that Oak Cliff Tex
   Where chickens lay eggs, we flip them to make ends meat
   To put the pancakes on plate ( ?----------? )
   Off a exchange brief case and we gone like hoffa
   Disrespect you get split, I put rush in the choppa (Brrrrrp)
   Black dress, tears runnin down your T-jones eyes
   Thats why we run this shit down that I-35
   Kick doors, flip coke, pimp hoes Western park to Keiston Poke
   We done did that shit before
   Country boys don't play when it come to our pay
   Hater-Proof, Oak Cliff Texas boy thats where I stay
  
   [Ese-Loc]
   Flip bows in Ledbetter, couple Ki's in P.G.
   I got people up in Garland all the way O.C
   I'm a cow tipper nigga maybe set tripper
   A country mutherfucker, I'm a methazine sipper
   T-shirt with my Nike, you aint gotta like me
   How come when I'm drunk niggaz always wanna a fight me
   Kick doors and kidknapps is all a gangsta know
   We bout dirty money and we like our music slow
   On the phone while I'm shitting watching T.V. from the tub
   You won't catch me ridin on nothing less than dubs
   Call the jungle, it's a playground to me
   Representing Dallas for the two thousand three
  
   (Chorus 2X)