(Intro from "Freddy's Dead")

(Dolemite: "Yeah there's these two low life muthafuckas ...")

Verse 1

[Debonaire] Check it out it's the Poison Clan

Debonaire Drugz and the Money Man

Low life niggas you see the Clan

And say that it figures

You can pull my file and see I

Talk about hoes and shit that's wild

'Cause I don't give a god damn

Bein' that ghetto hood that I am

Gamblin' for bread; my Smif-n-Wessun

Beats any spread

You can't play me like Atari

Motherfuckers tryin' to will be sorry

'Cause Debonaire's far from a sucker

Another low-life motherfucker

[JT Money] Mack-Daddy, another name for pimp

Worried 'bout nothin', just struttin' with a gangsta limp

Since the youth, had dreams of riches

Makin' money by pimpin' bitches

Parents hate me around their daughters

Knowin' their kids sell for quarters

And I don't pay any more

'Cause that's all she's worth to me, the low-life whore

I mean, she's makin' me rich

And only God knows I love a bitch

Who keeps me strong in the game

Pimp your little sister, won't feel shame

I go bitch-berserk, 'cause if your mother's

On my dick, I'll put the bitch to work

Verse 2

[Debonaire] It's a jack, so get against the wall

And stop lookin' for a cop to call

'Cause if you do so much as twitch

You'll end up somewhere in a ditch

'Cause I'm like that; you ain't heard?

Motherfuckers had to spread the word

This kid, I once shot him

'Cause his Cadillac had too much bottom

That's a good enough reason

To me, an