Intro:

I need a blunt fore I slap the shit out somebody

Uhh come on get it up y'all

Uhh come on come on come on come on

come on get it up y'all

Uhh yeah yeah uhh

I know y'all like this one

Uhh uhh yeah yeah uhh come on

Yo y'all niggas will never see my level

Raps so hot I slapbox with the devil

Tap a jaw slap a bitch do what I like

Gotta sociology of money like Reverend Ike

Yo here's a rapper fiction, get out the jurisdiction

before I hit that ass with a cross-addiction crucifixion

Editorial newsflash

Extra extra, let this blast wit your stank ass

Face the ultimate challenge, style's gotta lotta mileage

Come to violence, leave in silence

This beat's a beat so come on take a swim

If C's can't float don't worry about them

I'ma duke like Patty, ritz like Matty

Slick like a khaki, but not your baby daddy

Girls I got em locked, flavors come assorted

So pop that coochie girl like you're double-jointed, come on

Chorus:

This is for my thugs in the clubs and the hotties in the party

who need a drink before you - SLAP SOMEBODY

All my cats on the corner who's packin a shotty

who need a blunt before you - SLAP SOMEBODY

Rewind this jam and let it rock the party

before, I - SLAP SOMEBODY

I speak with more technique, than karate

cos, I, will - SLAP SOMEBODY

Aiyo, strictly from the street that's why I get love

Erick darin niggas out in the back of the club

With the mic in my hand, just got paid

Take you suckers out til I get on stage

When the girls see my face and they all get excited

Thugs in the front row bout to start a riot

Too lou