featuring Phats Bossi, 2wice

Check this out.

*(Yukmouth talking)*

Yes.

2wice.

Uh.

(What's crackin?)

Drink-A-Lot, Smoke-A-Lot.

(Haha, is that right?)

And Phats Bossi.

Yes.

All of my niggas ridaz.

Check it.

Chorus *(Yukmouth)*

All of my niggas ridaz.

small time grindas, pimps and big timers.

Whether it's heiron or hemp wit China.

Or got a bitch on the strip sellin vagina.

Shit Is Real.

One mo time.

Verse 1 *(Yukmouth of the Luniz)*

Niggas fat

nigga I come down strikin from the clouds like lightnin

and smoke the ground

show you how to blow a pound

wit out coughin

how to work a Nina Ross wit out walkin

funny style

wit out a half honey child jockin wit out flossin

my niggas could peep out what I'm thinkin bout, wit out talkin

one look at a crook

my nigga book, an then the Tech start barkin

shoot up the whole parkin lot

bullets ricochet apartments

got bitches slangin martian

wit big titties like Dolly Pardon

in the projects

dope fiends loose they check, then flip like Martin

walkin down the street butt naked and crack rocks sparkin

startin shit in front of my buildin

here comes the sargent

raid a nigga house, juss some days to pay a warrant

that dirty varmit

back to the Regime conglomerate

where the climate

is always sunny for money

the small timers

become grindas

escalate to big timers

pimp niggas got bitches trickin vagina.

This Shit Is Real nigga!

*(Chorus)* 2x