(feat. 40-Cal, A-mafia)

Its Scram Jones Nigga 
Yea, A-Mafia Nigga 
40th Boys 
Its Dipset 
Purple City, Duke The God 
Ayo Yall Know How The Fuck We Do This Shit 

[Chorus: x2]
Ayo 
Now All My Real Niggas Pop It Off 
Shoot Em Until His Top Come Off 
I'm Gettin Money So, I Gotta Floss 
Cause Im The Boss 
When I Come Out, The Thugs Come Out 
Stomp Him Out, Till The Blood Come Out 
He Frontin, Let A Slug Come Out 
I'll Show You What A Thug About 

[A-Mafia:]
Yo, I See His Face Tightnin 
But I Aint With The Face Fightin 
Try To Imitate Tyson 
He Gonna Taste Lightin(That Fire Nigga) 
I See Some Gangstas On My Right And The Left Of Me 
Keep The Tech On Me 
Black Gloves And A Vest On Me 
Our Jesus Resurected 
Tv's In The Lexus 
Breezy's Wanna Sex Us 
Freezy On The Necklace 
Its Mafia (Where) 
A-Mafia Here 
Throw Your Hands In The Air For A-Mafia Yea 
I Start Rumbles When I Come Through 
Go Bundle For Bundle(Pack For Pack Nigga) 
I Got Some Killas That'll Come Through And Slump You 
I Hear Them Mumble, About The Coke They Got 
Till Them Niggas Ran In They Spots,And Broke They Lock 
These Clown Niggas Wanna Smoke A-Maf 
Now Leave Em On The Floor 
Catch Him Slippin While He In Front Of The Corner Store 
But I Aint Goin Out,(Nope)Homie Im Squeezin At You First,Let Off Shots And Leave You In A Hurse 

[Chorus:]
Now All My Real Niggas Pop It Off 
Shoot Em Until His Top Come Off 
I'm Gettin Money So, I Gotta Floss 
Cause Im The Boss 
When I Come Out, The Thugs Come Out 
Stomp Him Out, Till The Blood Come Out 
He Frontin, Let A Slug Come Out 
I'll Show You What A Thug About 

[40 Cal.:]
Yea 
All My Real Niggas Pop At Ya 
40 And A-Mafia 
We Gettin Money Ho, We Popular 
It Get Impossible To Body Ya 
Photographers Is Watchin Ya 
My Whole Block Hotter Then Somalia 
40 Shoot The Hollow Points 
Hope Your Vest Titanium 
They Dont Want You In New York 
Like The West Side Stadium 
Schemin On Your Money, Like A Bedstuy 
Atm 
You Beefin At 7, You Dead By 8 P.M. 
Internet Chatroom Thug 
Niggas Thinkin They Wolves 
But Your Heart Pumpin Racoon Blood 
But Im Rollin With Them Baboons Cuz 
Where We Call It Brain Wash 
Shoot Your Brains In The Bathroom Tub 
I'll Bring Them Crumb Snatchers Out 
For A Lump Cash Amount 
We Ride Up Cornerstore, Got A Dutchmaster Drought 
I'll Make Funkmaster Shout 
Its Gonna Be Problems 
Call Me Game, You'll Be My New Son Up In Harlem 
Where We Hustle Fam, More Bags Than A Luggage Man, 
Like Box Braids, Keep My Knots Up In Rubberbands 
My Wrist Spring Bling, My Chain Summer Jam 
You Should See The Hummer Fam 
The Rims Do The Runnin Man (Damn) 

[40 Cal.:]
All My Real Niggas Pop At Ya 
40 And A-Mafia 
We Gettin Money Ho, We Popular 
It Get Impossible To Body Ya 
Photographers Is Watchin Ya 
My Whole Block Hotter Then Somalia 

[A-Mafia:]
Now All My Real Niggas Pop It Off 
Shoot Em Until His Top Come Off 
I'm Gettin Money So, I Gotta Floss 
Cause Im The Boss 
When I Come Out, The Thugs Come Out 
Stomp Him Out, Till The Blood Come Out 
He Frontin, Let A Slug Come Out 
I'll Show You What A Thug About