[Twista]
N***a, I'm bout 4 seconds off yo ASS
When I get that itch, you betta pass, cause I'm ready to blast
Breaking them motherfuckers off when pistol pumpin hollow points
You ain't gonna LAST
Cause I'm bout to fuck you STRAIGHT UP
Shit I be dippin up in the club, my milla-meter go buck
Now you bogus as fuck, shit outta luck
I'm a murder your spot in yo GUT
And run up right beside of yo crib
Jus talkin bout shit you jus did, neva tellin the pigs
About the weapons and the work you put in to find where I hide my SHIT
Cause she was all on my DICK
Wonderin where I be hustlin and bustin n***as on the Block
Servin rocks, I was hot, but I to keep takin cause I had to get RICH
Now I got a lil BIT OF SCRATCH, Navigator and a 'llac
You be on a n***a back, said you tired of servin packs
You want me to front you a few G SACKS
So I broke you off a lil SOME SOME
Give a n***a high off one bump, from the jump, get you out of your slump
Make the Tempo pump, cause you servin dem GUMPS
From the Westside to the SOUTHSIDE
Because we be ready to ride, because we bout pride, what was Cowhide
Do what was hard, now high, we bout die
Put him off the temp ready to hurt 'em
Now they mouth wide, we murders that will bust all of y'all
Togetha brotha, we ball or fall
Cap.One, Big Shawn and T like I'm about to draw
Windy City haters, fuck all of y'all
[Chorus 2X]
[Twista] To the gangstas and hustlers, Chi thugs, throw it up
While we smoke a 5 bow lets get buck
[Rashawnna] Wild runnin' through the westside?
N***a let's ride to the Southside and roll 'em up
[Cap.One] And you know I can't forget bout
My n***as and bitches who had my back when I was out on the curb
[Twista] Hit the clutch, we bout to whip up the club
Trippin, we gonna pick up the pump

[Rashawnna]
How many n***as wanna bust the gunshots
Touch the Glock, back on the block
For my n***as that pop one shot
Murderous n***as that put the barrel in yo mouth
And bury it outside, cop keys on the drive
Love, love all my bitches and thugs
That put a slug in any n***a that fuckin wit my blood
Hate, hate for any n***a for to stay
And for the fake n***as fuckin wit J
I can't wait to KILL
Kill all n***a that will
This shit is real, when you up in the field, in my field
TAKE, Take a n***a life to see, how many n***as wanna die for me
Now motherfucker, wild WILD, is the home, holla Southside
And its on, I'ma ride wit my chrome, I'm a silent the chrome
Take the whole world on my own
N***a, I'ma die on the throne
Its the bitch that killed the shit
Now who fuckin wit this, I love you dicks
Runnin up wit the dick, wanna lick
A big bitch, wit big dreams, and big shit
Fuck wit a n***a that put the gleam on the wrist
Killaz, villainous n***as and drug dealerz
Motherfuckers that put lead all up in ya
Send you to bed, the bloodshed with the red to yo head
When you fuck wit guerillas
[Chorus]

[Cap.One]
Shit, I love when I get on the block not even goin thru a thang
Spittin it for n***as and bitches who holla my name
You feelin more pressure and pain
N***as is jealous and wanna step out of the game
You tellin me life is the same
I'm tellin you n***as, you sheisty for the price of the fame
Or have n***as goin insane
Spittin it for n***as and bitches who want me to reign
Enter the mind of a Don
Cap-to-tha-Dot-to-tha-One
N***a, who we pop wit the guns
On the block, all day, tryin to get my money right
N***as on the roof lookin out wit the ones
Really down for the bucks, ice hanging down on my nuts
Bounce wit a pound in the trunk
Fuckin wit some hoes, watch dem go up in the room
Every n***a who I'm down gon bust
Spit it from the dome, blow through 'em quick wit the Chrome
Blaze till it's Six in the Morn
Slide to the club
Hoes wanna show a n***a love
Shit, we can ride drinkin, Bone "Foe Tha Luv of Tha.."
N***as and bitches that push weight
And flip cakes and flick to da lake
Ballin C-A-P Dot, gun cock
Run in yo spot, lick shots and give a fuck
Do 'em all in (WHA)
So I be reppin da wild
N***as in front with the tech and the crowd
Spit rhythms and get 'em buck wit many styles
Get paid so what da fuck n***a we out
Den, you know I can't forget bout da crib
N***as dat be wit me on da tip
Let 'em know that it's on, T and Shawn', Cap One who da Don
My n***as got it on in this bitch
[Chorus] - repeat 2X