look, my name is what it says so u betta get wid-it/
ive got ur girl buck-naked on my bed right after i spit-it/
im real'ist on da block still pushin/
i wish a nigga would take my coushin, cause then i'll kill moms, and come back for ur cousins/
i be on da grind, all day, sellin crack'n powders/
been broke for hours, thats why im sellin dope, and flowers/
And most of our, customers come up to us daily/
cause i push stuff crazy/
im a husler baby/
what can i give you? i through-out k'z to da kingz, q'z to the quinz/
exticity, and weed to da teens/
i'll battle anybody on da block/
and if it get bad, i cop my semi's and glocks/
i push drugs to people, like doughnuts to cops/
i even got pig's buying my shit/
i told my mom after 1 mill, i'll quit/
and i did, but i've came back for extra bit/
so.. im back... anybody that want to battle holla-atcha-boy thats it/