Bundles lyrics

Coke in the building, bundles in the frost of the winter, hunger pains I hug the block I make the Glock shimmer
I got the block all Bruce Jenner the goon sweater, mask and gloves, jeweler belt leather, with sharp and shorter denims
Ain't nothin' new about the World Order test serum, we pushin' heroin pills with federal Berettas
Superpowers turn sidy to psilocybin, we get wacky, ice pentagram, you still a hand cavvy!
This annotation green like Pappy Mason on slaveships, your streets on, don, we on some Rick James sh*t
Explain sh*t I don't have to sh*t I'm on vacation, 'splain sh*t, I don't have to spit the incantations
Look it up, dummy, I got a dummy down to get money, laboratory status, Benetton sacks and fly guppies, catchin' baysix, Goretex worship fates feats, little mommies have a lick on my balls like camp mints!

Les Grossman Yelling Scene from Tropic Thunder Outro:

f*ckface, first, take a big step back, and literally f*ck YOUR OWN FACE! Now I don't know what kind of pan-pacific bullsh*t power play you tryna pull here but Asia Jack, is my territory!
So whatever you're thinking you'd better think again, otherwise I'm gonna have to get down there, and I will rain down on a godly f*ckin' firestorm upon you, you're gonna have to call the f*ckin' United Nations to get a f*ckin', binding resolution to keep me from f*ckin' destroyin' you!
I am talkin' scorched Earth, motherf*cker! I WILL MASSACRE YOU! I WILL f*ck YOU UP!