My flow is novacaine, my bars is hurricanes (Katrina!)
I got hella caine, mac in the melon range
Hop out and shells exchange
I wanna see these niggas die! Die! Make they moms feel hella pain
Listen I'm quite known, nice chrome, a cyclone niggaz
Ya sight blown, Right-o, my white stones glitter
Left hand bling, the right one shiver
Stallion, medallion, a ice cold picture
The white stone flipper
That white tone, nights home, getting' rid of the weight like lipo mister
This psycho sicker
That ain't crackin' ya pimp, you got a rat as a friend like Mike on Thriller
Come on man fuck lupe