Y'all niggaz ready for this Silkk the Shocker shit?
  (Y'all niggaz out there bangin) Switch! (claimin red and blue)
  Y'all niggaz bout it? Nigga be a leader not a follower
  (my muthafuckin TRU tatoo) Uuunnnggghhh!
    [Chorus (2X):]
  Murder, murder, murder, murder
  187, cause I don't give a fuck
    [Silkk]
  Well, it's time to ride, slide
  them niggaz that fucked up, they lucked up
  Seen them niggaz rollin in they cutlass
  I'm about act bad, no doubt, I'm a go in they house
  And if they home, I'm a blast, take them niggaz out
  Cause we be bout drama, no fuck that, we bout killin
  Drama, fuck all that, stay real when it's time to peel
  Caps, no doubt, hah I check the house
  Cause I ain't gon be satisfied till all ya'll stressed out
  That's a fuckin shame, I ain't gon be satisfied til I see blood, nigga
  What you think we was doin before we was rappin, we was drug dealers
  You think I'm a let this shit slide cause I done got fame
  Fuck the name, I can't have shit in this fuckin game
  Without niggaz tryin to test nuts, tryin to act bad
  I'm a fuck you nigga
  you gon have a closed casket and I'm gon crack yo mask
  You talkin shit, but, bitch, it's goin down
  See I was locked up for a second, but now I'm home now
  It's time for niggaz to get checked, they done pushed me to the limit
  I was a cool nigga, but now, it's only the beginnin
  It's time to ride, when it's time to slide, you die
  No doubt about it, act bad, let's put that on the vibes
    [Chorus (2X)]
    [Master P]
  Mr. Wicked, I be comin hard, just like a hurricane
  Choo-choo, shootin brains, killin Mr. Murder, mad
  Hustla, balla, Mr. fuckin Do-a-reporter
  Don't give a fuck about a bitch or a balla
  Break me off proper, gun in that doctor
  Gats at yo head, call me Mr. Non-stopper
  Tech 9 shooter, lady, ruder
  Down South hustla, West Coast ruler
  3rd Ward villian, I'm in the killin
  They ban my videos from TV, they say they drug dealin
  Ice cream slangin,
  And if the radio don't play this gangsta shit, what are they thinkin?
  They could stop, a nigga from comin up
  They could stop a young nigga from makin big bucks
  Independent, and black owned
  But still got more money than Al Capone
  Y'all niggaz can't stop a killa,
  A murder, a hustla, fuck it, a drug deala
  But if they shoot, did up with police
  Ready to run dope from here to the Middle East
  And call me Mr. Paul
  Cause I be smokin muthafuckas like Steven Seagal
  Mr. Killa, the ghetto Kadofy
  And 187 on any nigga that try to stop me
    [Chorus (2X)]
    [Big Ed]
  Niggaz, they want to start some stack
  but if they stack then let it be started
  And at your funeral, I want to here em say dearly departed
  Because I got it on my mind and on my mind I got's it
  When I pop ya with this heart rock
  make your heart stop cause I'm bout it
  Jack you like a New Jersey drive
  My niggaz are always down for that who ride, I ride
  Creep with these killas on our tippy tippy toes
  See the barrel knows where the bullet go
  and then we smash off in that 4 by 4
  See we rolled on ya set and then bucked
  A bunch of niggaz fallen and they can't get up
  You wants to fuck with this TRU click and get ya khakis creased
  Get your shirt pressed and the bullets rip through yo chest
  TRU niggaz don't fall, fool, we to busy flossin
  It might be your ho we tossin
  Step to us and we make ya hits like Michael Jackson
  Cause every nigga in my crew is bout it and we packin
    [Chorus (2X)]
    Ha ha. Now y'all know. We run the muthafuckin streets.
  No Limit. True to the game. Silkk the Shocker.
  This shit go out to all y'all gangsta niggaz and gangsta bitches
  (soldiers) from Richmond (Atlanta) Down South (Alabama)
  to the East Coast (to the West Coast)
  to motherfuckin Kentucky, Missouri (to Florida) to Dallas (Houston)
  to New Orleans (Austin, Texas) to muthafuckin Miami (D.C.) to
  Cinnicinnati (Ohio) to D.C. (North Carolina, South Carolina) fuckin
  Baton Rouge (Oklahoma) Mississippi (Kansas City) Lafayette (Georgia,
  Seattle, Washington) Detroit (Omaha, Nebraska) Chicago (Phoenix)
  To all y'all muthafuckin ghetto (Alberquerque) gangsta (Indiana) real
  niggaz and bitches (all y'all niggaz that's locked up) everywhere.
  Murder, murder, murder, murder. Ha ha.
  But y'all niggaz betta watch y'all ass
  (watch y'all ass) so y'all won't get caught up in motherfuckin 187
  (a 187)
  Cause every nigga I know is bout it (Bout it!)
  Nigga that mean don't trust nobody (these niggaz rowdy)
  cause the sreets is real. Believe that.