* appears on and is credited to the Luke album listed

JT: Yo bring me some cuts in (scratches) ... blast a final round ...

one punch and they're down ... don't be sweatin' me like no bloodhound

... know I'm sayin'? For yo' ass can't be found know I'm sayin'? Doin'

it like dat! Peep game.

Verse 1: JT Money

Well here I come watch the way I rip on the dope tip

That suckas cannot cope wit they get they fuckin' throat slit

Oh shit! It's that nigga JT,

Rippin' shit with my nigga L-U-K-E

In the new, 'cause I rule like a motherfucker

Don't give a fuck, plus I'm down to start (?), sucka!

Now if you're comin' with the same ol',

Snatch your heart out your chest like that nigga named Kane-O

I'm all around that, 'cause I'm that nigga,

That'll fuck you up like a gallon of liquor

Put the fuck-shit up in the 9-4

Always fuckin' fine hoes and chargin' like rhinos

So niggas please don't test this

'Cause if you test this, that must mean you got a death wish

Oh yes, it's, me and Capt' Dick,

Suckas can't see or hang with this rap shit!

And you know you can't follow this

Try to swallow this, and yo' punk ass will catch a hollow tip

In the lip, so you niggas better chill

With the ill, 'cause that's just how a nigga feel, word!!

[Step up, what up?]

[That's how I feel!]

Verse 2: JT Money

Fuck-niggas who try to diss get a fist in they mouthpiece

I represent the South-East, niggas know about these

Skills that I rip on a regular

Put yourself ass crop ahead with my cellular telephone

And it's on like that with the glocks

You'd think I was Luke the