[ VERSE 1: Mac Dre ]
  Back in December, or was it November?
  It's kind of shady, I can vaguely remember
  I was at the Peppermill, popping at the bartender
  He made me a drink called uh, Bodybender
  That's when a smurf pulled on my shirt
  Said (Hey, get off my girl, dog, before you get hurt)
  I said, "Hold on, I don't know what you think
  You better back the fuck up and let me order my drink"
  He backed the fuck up and did more than you think
  He had a AP, not a nine, but it's sort of the same
  So now it's one lonely R-o-m-p
  I'm all by myself without nobody
  Slightly noided, sense death, can I avoid it?
  Somebody slammed the do' on the way comin from the toilet
  He looked back, then I pulled out my strap
  Slapped him it twice but uh, I should've clapped
  Cause this other goon nigga started wildin
  I pulled out my faulty phone and started dialin
  Told my niggas to come on the double
  They finna put a nigga on the gong show, bust his bubble
  He said yeah, he know he comin
  "But damn my nigga, you always into somethin"
  
  [ VERSE 2: J. Diggs ]
  Recently, June 4th, released from jail
  And 'bout to hit the streets like a beast from hell
  It's that nigga y'all done heard about, young J. Diggs
  Love to play the game and I play big
  I see suckers havin money and I gots to have some
  You in the double R, I gots to have one
  I'm all up in his backdo' like knock-knock-knock
  The nigga moved too fast, so I pop-pop-popped
  Should've stood still, there would be no firing
  But it's a little late, all I'm hearin is sirens
  So now I'm in the wind like leaves on trees
  I'm in the crowd tryin to blend like d's on v's
  I'm sweatin bullets, I'm an ex-con out on parole
  What the fuck was I thinkin, I'm out of control
  I'm at the Romp House and I'm huffin and puffin
  My niggas lookin at me crazy cause I'm always into somethin
  
  [ VERSE 3: Sleep Dank ]
  Yo, we fuck with heavy guns, fuck around and pump heavy slugs
  We drinkin Rémy doin heavy drugs
  Nigga, we stay explosive, it's about a quarter to six
  Step out the limousine, my wallet's 'bout a quarter inch thick
  Nigga, we shittin on em, I pop the three-piece, savage
  So many carats up in my ice I could choke a rabbit
  Bitches screamin for me but all it took was one dirty look
  We hit that nigga with that murder book
  Nigga tried to step fast, hit him in the face with a Moët glass
  Spilled drink on his bitch, the whole club hit the do' fast
  Trunks is poppin, niggas wingin in the parking lot
  We keep it gangsta with them choppers out
  S-l double, I smell trouble, boy, it's nothin
  Keep your peace, muthafucka, I'm always into somethin
  
  [ VERSE 4: Da' Unda' Dogg ]
  Let me tell you somethin 'bout a nigga like me
  Never should've been let out the penitentiary
  Cause niggas done switched up, I guess they got it mixed up
  Now I'ma dust the heater off my shelf and leave em bitched up
  Like this one nigga actin like a dumb nigga
  S-in on his chest with no vest, yeah, he a dumb nigga
  Ain't no love in this thug shit
  Now he at the club tryin to hug on my thug bitch
  Plus she done gave me the run-down on how this nigga run round
  Town speakin on my name, tonight he get gunned down
  His bitch about to set him out, open the door and let him out
  Caught his ass scared and out, Bronc style, dead him out
  Never have beef with a nigga who bitch you wanna sleep with
  Cowards get devoured on that sweet shit
  Hit him with the venom, then bounce with my adrenaline pumpin
  Yo nigga always up into somethin