Know what I'm sayin'? This motha****ing song dedicated To them weak ass bitches that follow me in the club On that weed, that white, that liquor, the whole xanax bars That X whatever the **** they on You know what I'm sayin'? They think 'cause they drunk and they crunk And they got a unit in the trunk That they just some hard motha****ers You know what I'm sayin'? But really they's the weak bitches You know what I'm sayin'? You fall up in V.I.P. that's the real killas sittin' in the back(HCP) Waitin' on yo motha****in' ass You know what I'm sayin'? BitchSmoke a blunt, get drunk, hit a line of that funk Now you fallin' up in the spot and you thinkin' that you crunk You ain't crunk, yous a punk and I'ma show you that tonight All it takes is one killer to step and we can start a fight In the middle of the club, bitch wasup we can do this shit Security ain't gonna jump in the way because they scared of this Implantin' this into ya brain so you know the next time you cross the line Again it's standin' full of sin when you **** wit the boss Biggest, badest, roughest motha****er, but ya still a bitch I'm comin' in crunker than the others for the **** of it Liquor bottles hit ya harder than some syrup when ya slum Have ya shakin', fakin', body achin' by the time I'm doneLegally this isn't right but ask me if I give a shit Peacefully I'll read your rights and have you beggin' me to quit Hit ya weed and liquor or whatever else it takes to jump Just remember, just 'cause you ****ed up it doesn't mean your crunk I know you strapped but you cowards like to play hard And knowin' that you don't wanna catch a murder charge See butsters like to get full of that weed and liquor snort a line In ya mind now yous a killer I know you strapped but you cowards like to play hard And knowin' that you don't wanna catch a murder charge See butsters like to get full of that weed and liquor snort a line In ya mind now yous a killer Damn man goddamn Paul, man you might have To slow this motha****er down a little bit man I'm on that syrup man, I'm high and I'm drunk man You need to slow down I'm not scared of you just 'cause you came in actin' a damn fool Runnin' lip talkin' shit, bet you wouldn't without ya tool Now ya hard very hard ballin' down the boulevard Pissy pants doin' ya dance, I'm behind ya in a faster car Weak as water so is yo mama, father and ya faculty Quickly sauder up yo lips so you can't trip or speak of me Watch me creep up from the back wit gats and pick you off by ones Had to repaint the walls wit ya while ya smokin' on ya blunt Hate to be the one to show you that drugs kill and that's a fact But I love that I am the one who put the bullet in your back Next time when you step to the plate come back and just let it rip Stead of bitchin' out I thought you crunk, you ran back to ya whip Holy ghost is up in ya when you see me you fade away Makin' fun of all you cowards powered by a pack of bay Hopefully one day you'll find out in the end you just a bitch Until then just keep on drinkin' smokin' snortin' up some shit I know you strapped but you cowards like to play hard And knowin' that you don't wanna catch a murder charge See butsters like to get full of that weed and liquor snort a line In ya mind now yous a killer I know you strapped but you cowards like to play hard And knowin' that you don't wanna catch a murder charge See butsters like to get full of that weed and liquor snort a line In ya mind now yous a killer I know you strapped but you cowards like to play hard And knowin' that you don't wanna catch a murder charge See butsters like to get full of that weed and liquor snort a line In ya mind now yous a killer...