Thursday night, overseas

Y'all fuck up it's worth they life
Huh, you niggaz heard me right
Ugh, for that Persian white
I go to church of Christ, search a life
First to heist a nigga for they merchandise

My niggaz ball for weight
Sprinkle ten grams of coke on they corn flakes
To make it frosted flakes
Oh, these jewels on my neck
You'll say the Lord, I'm saved
My shit cost some cake
You think you can afford a date?

But yo, your men should know
That my crew, we intend to blow
Treat you cats like Martin Lawrence
And motherfuckin' end your show
When I say no, what don't you understand the N or O?

Like that nigga Jigga said, "Yo, you either friend or foe"
So respect my wish, I'm a perfectionist and wit the gun
Is the only time a nigga plays catch and kiss
Check the list, how many necks I twist
Who expected this? Exodus
Blow over night, or even sex a bitch

But she catch feelings everytime I hit her off
On my dick so bad I need Cochran to get her off
Ask my nigga Digga, or my other nigga Mr. Ross
Ah the point we get across, to make it that you'll get across
And cats get sued and I ain't wanna holler rape
But you live in the 'burbs, your business or your holidays

You where my down south niggas at, wha, what
You where my north side niggas at, wha, what
You where my east side niggas at, wha, what
You where my west side niggas at, wha, what

You where my Cam'ron niggas at, wha, what
You where my Harlem World niggas at, wha, what
You where my N.O.R niggas at, wha, what
You where my down south niggas at, wha, what

Check it, eh, yo I just wanna walk wit ya'll
I don't wanna rhyme, I just need to talk wit ya'll
How you feel about me? Yo, I think I'm pretty hot
When I rhyme, niggas grab they dick and diddy bop
And pull they skelly down

And put their ice grill on, like they don't trust a nigga
And walk around the club, like they 'bout to crush a nigga
I get a nigga mad enough to where he snuff a nigga
Dont have a toast, yo, you fuck around and bust a nigga

You got to love a nigga, the way I crime what
Out west they fuckin' throwin' gang signs up
Wildin' all out and don't kid where they wind up
Next day same ice grill inside a lineup
Ya'll niggas' time's up

No mean to trouble you
I'll snatch your kids quicker than B.C.W.
What you mad about? I see a lot of tightened jaws
I got a lot of hoes, but I'm really, really liking yours
Not to nag her, 'bout if I could bag her
It ain't if I could have her, it's how I'm gonna have her

Lay her like a cornerback
On her back, on the mat
Found out that you wanna act
We ran through her, you want her back?
Come on wit that, you kiss a hoe
Yo when the bitch leaves
You fuck around and miss the hoe

Oh, I'm the type to twist the hoe then diss the hoe
Choke and threaten to kill her, like her last name's Carlissimo
Listen yo, trick the hoe and get her dough
That was Pryor like Richard yo
See I done been around the world

See I met Puff and I know Mason
But still the best nation, nigga is donation
So let me hold somethin'
Yo, you can't change my livin'
This robbery's a holiday
Call it Thanksforgivin', 'cause you a turkey

Talkin' bout you sell weight
Nigga you had soul mates, I had cell mates
But now I've been in the same three hummers
For the same three summers
And dice love me
They stay on the same three numbers

You where my down south niggas at, wha, what
You where my north niggas at, wha, what
You where my east side niggas at, wha, what
You where my west side niggas at, wha, what

You where my Cam'ron niggas at, wha, what
You where my Harlem World niggas at, wha, what
You where my N.O.R niggas at, wha, what

You where my down south niggas at, wha, what
You where my north niggas at, wha, what
You where my west side niggas at, wha, what
You where my east side niggas at, wha, what

What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what
What, what, what, what