I just bought me a coupe de ville

Took out the air bag put in a wood wheel

Now all the atl n***as wanna jack 'cause I'm from texas

Never seen candy with the fifth on the back

I'm comin' down the west end n***as tryin' to jack

And bust a right coney island pop the trunk and started cappin'

N***as was happenin' put they burboun to the floor n***a

Hard to bust back but I was penetrating they doe

N***a in pa it's like the wild wild west

And we all wear vests

When the s**t pop out who gonna stunt

N***a ain't shootin' me first I fin to pop the trunk

These n***as keep talkin' like they want the funk

But n***as love to talk s**t I fin to pop the trunk

Runnin' off at they d**k suck as gettin' it crunk

N***a I'm high off this w**d I fin to pop the trunk

Steady frontin' like a man but you show me a punk

Man I knew he was a B***h I had to pop the trunk

All we really came to do is just smoke some scum

These n***as steady runnin' me hot I'm fin to pop the trunk

You n***as didn't know that I was out of control

Slow yo roll for I put this chopper straight to yo fo'

Head you better off dead than to f**k around with psycho n***as

Don't be trying to plead yo case 'cause I don't even like no n***as

In my face trying to question me about some drama

Only answer to two people god and my mama

Far as n***as tryin' to put me in the cross

Let 'em holler at my B***h nina ross h*e house boss

I bet you mind somethin' in run and tell a friend

On the gin I think he said trippin' once again

It ain't no stoppin' me get at me then I'm dumpin' on ya

Ridin' past yo funeral hangin' out the window slumpin' on ya

You didn't know they didn't tell you boy you better listen

While I shoot this s**t before you put yourself in that position

N***as that know me know I specialize in havin' bump

You can have the tail way from the shovel so we can pop the trunk

These n***as keep talkin' like they want the funk

Man 'cause his B***h chose me I fin to pop the trunk

Runnin' off at they d**k suck as gettin' it crunk

'Cause I'm f**kin' yo gal I got to pop the trunk

Steady frontin' like a man but you show me a punk

N***a tried to jack my car I had to pop the trunk

All we really came to do is just smoke some scum

Smokin' at the tittie bar I had to pop the trunk

Under cali's blue skies smokin' on chronicles and chocolate ties

Even when we tell the truth the h*es we lies

Man ain't no disguise doin' ninety week flies

Ain't got no time for middle men and small fries

Only money conversation and big thighs

Let me talk to your boss man the n***a wit the pies

And back yo a*s up and don't act so surprised

When pistols start to cock hands start to rise

Nobody move too fast I advise

Or you can catch a hot one right between ya eyes

Recognize I done set me sights on the prize

And put lights out with boom fifty bye bye

I'm labeling my life off of rap and w**d highs

And ask my agent bout my f**kin' shoe size

But f**kin' wit' us ain't wise

We get crunk we came to pop the trunk

What the trunk

These n***as keep talkin' like they want the funk

I knew he was the police I had to pop the trunk

Runnin' off at they d**k suck as gettin' it crunk

Poppin' the trunk

Steady frontin' like a man but you show me a punk

I had to pop the trunk

All we really came to do is just smoke some scum

To make it make it crunk I had to pop the trunk

I know that they some B*****s had to pop the trunk

California to texas poppin' the trunk

Ugk and celly cell we 'bout to pop the trunk

I fin to pop the trunk b***h

Smoke somethin' d time pa uh '97

Smoke somethin' representin' money like too short B***h