[Master P]
   Yo C-Murder
   Nigga you woke?
   Keep your eyes on the road nigga
   Pass the weed (ok)
   We gon' head up interstate 10
   We gon' pick up Pimp C, and Bun B (that's my niggas there)
   We gon' get rowdy rowdy and bout it bout it
   We gon' handle our business
   We gon' smoke
   We gon' make it back to the N.O.
   Cuz u know whut?
   Us South niggaz don't playa hate
   We got love from the South, East, West, to the Nizorth
   But it's your time baby
   We gon' handle our business
   And we gonna do this shit like g'z
   We gonna represent the gizame
   Ya heard me?
   [Pimp C]
   This game fucked up
   I ain't got no friends
   I done spend my last 70,000 dollars on a drop-top bienz
   Ugh, and I'm a trill nigga
   Down to put my .45 to his Hillfiger
   Lay it down muthafucka because I'm bustin' for mine
   Take that nine everytime and I ain't tryin' dyin'
   Niggaz dyin' Port Arthur (huh nigga what?)
   You Think that I'm playin? (huh nigga what?)
   Bust 17 times and let 'em feel what I'm sayin'
   UGK and C-Murder
   Cadillac and a Tank (Master P)
   Bout to fade to platinum
   Smoke some dank and some drank
   But bitch luv me when I come to your city
   Serve my dick out her pussy
   and bust my nuts on her titties
   Ugh, it's just a matter of time before I'm up in your house
   With my mask on my face and my thang in your mouth
   Now get your mind right nigga (mind right)
   and make a pimp bitch
   and never put trust in a trick ass bitch (trick ass bitch)
   [chorus x4]
   I'm bout ta pull akickdoe! (ugggggggghhhhhh!)
   Lay down on the flo' (flo')
   Want the cheese and the money or everybody gotta go (gotta go)
   [Bun B]
   They try to run up in the manger (run up)
   Now hold oon Bun B
   I see me P and C in danger (danger)
   Just like the ATF, PD, and Texas Rangers
   Fuckin' with me and my middle finga.
   But to this shit nigga we ain't strangers
   But I Gotta bust my magnums
   Gotta gage these pistols
   Hand grenades, and land mines
   chopper smoke bombs and missiles
   Some of them bitches whistle
   Some of them bitches silent
   But all them bitches handle business
   All of them violent
   Bout it bout it and dangerous
   soldiers that wanna gang with us
   Bang with us, hang with us
   get that No Limit slang with us
   I came to bust every ass in my way till it's over
   so get the chip off your shoulder
   feature this
   I done told yah
   Hold you hostage in your own apartment complex
   Nigga I can see that you got plicked
   Sit down and take a time trip
   this ain't nothin' ta sneeze at
   the fear in your eyes I see
   bitch where's the key's & g'z at?
   [chorus x2]
   [C-Murder]
   Lay it down muthafucka
   Everybody gotta go
   Give me the loot is what I tell 'em
   When I kick in the doe'
   Nigga I'm mad at the world
   for my lack of havin' papers
   Fuck the law and the cops
   Cuz I'm down for a caper
   [Master P]
   Some say we dangerous
   Especially when we broke
   I'm mo daily than a dope fiend fiendin' for dope
   I just live for confetti
   You see I'm daily like Freddy
   You see I run through your house and leave it messy like messy
   [C-Murder]
   I got too much choice in my head
   I wanna take my own life
   My last chance is a 211 (what)
   But it got me thankin' twice (fuck that)
   It's a drought right now
   So these drugs ain't happenin'
   And if it wasn't for No Limit
   there would be no money or rapping.
   [Master P]
   You see my boy had an apartment full of keyz and g'z
   The word on the street is his homie told his baby momma to freeze!
   You see you can't trust nobody in this dope game
   keep your eyez on your enemies
   Stack some chips and get out man.
   [C-Murder]
   Give me a ski-mask, a 9
   I'll be a down ass nigga
   And watch me pull a flee-flicker
   And make my cheese get bigger
   If I get caught I'm facing 25, but that don't mean shit
   Cuz if I go to jail it's gotta be better than living like this
   Nigga 2 shots in the air
   Cuz I ain't bout bein' broke
   And if you bout i make a move
   nigga, everybody gotta go
   Just some bout it niggaz from New Orleans
   And Texas hooked up
   C-Murder, Master P, and UGK
   Now Nigga what?
   [chorus till fade]