Different lyrics

[Verse 1]
It's all right for chopping you giant ass n*ggas down to bits
T-E-U-C-E is costly making hits
Test a man with a full clip, one in the chamber mane
Spit more loose than a number two pencil radiator
Yeah, I got him catching his ass with a clothes hanger
Nuts deflate, pour his blood in a strainer
I'm stepping on toast in '96, taking on bullsh*t from yo' bosses
Missing out n*ggas from the Benjy, I ain't got a mother
I got my nine in my hand and I'm ready to roll
I'm ready to go kick and warn, and deep lemon ass n*gga doe
Fragile Lance, n*ggas killing meats in the city streets
Talking about they f*ck up, but you know that D-O-G
n*gga give me some, put some in my f*cking hand
Let me work some of that dough, so I can be the bigger man
n*gga, you wouldn't give me nothing, so I had to say thang
I'm calling my road n*ggas, but now let's go and get them

[Verse 2]
n*gga give me some, put some in my f*cking hand
Let me work some of that dough, so I can be the bigger man
n*gga give me some, put some in my f*cking hand
Let me work some of that dough, so I can be the bigger man
Some in my f*cking hand, some in my f*cking hand
n*gga give me some, put some in my f*cking hand
Some in my f*cking hand, some in my f*cking hand
n*gga give me some, put some in my f*cking hand