it’s that little chico pitbull
this my way of letting my city know
i’ll ride for ’em! i’ll cry for ’em!
bust five for ’em! and most of all,
f-cking die for ’em!!
hey 305! till i die!
[chorus repeat 2x]
i’ll ride for my m-th-f-cking click! for my click!
i’ll die for my m-th-f-cking click! for my click!
i bust heads with my m-th-f-cking click! with my click!
if a n-gg- talk sh-t, watch my sh-t go click!
click, click, click, click!
man, i’ve been on the grind,
1 in the head, 16 in the 9
i’m extra man!
the game is mine, in due time
it’s all right, i’m patient man!
i know how to play my position
i know how to play my part
i know how to play these b-tches
i know how to play with they hearts
i’ve done some dumb things
but for the most,
i’ve played it smart
who cares if you run things
cuz i’m as live as 106 & park!
this game is nothing,
but a pool of blood with a bunch of sharks!
only the strong survive
it’s do or die
get it right!
that’s why i roll for my peoples!
c-ck back, go to war with my peoples!
break bread with my peoples!
man i’ll die for my peoples!
everybody knows is truth
that’s why they respect
everything that i do
everywhere that i go
every fiend, every foe
every b-tch, every hoe
man i sold it all!
from the weed to the ‘x’
from the ‘x’ to the blow
mark my words “ i’m next to blow! ”
p to the i, i to the t, t to the b, b to the u, double the l!
me i’ma sell like ice cream in h-ll!
this for my peoples that’s locked up in jail
i’ma succeed, i’m never ‘gon fail!
papo just watch!
man i’m watching the game closely
uncle luke that man done coached me
he told me the who, what, where’s, and why’s
how to cross t’s, how to dot i’s
little did he know he created a monster!
pitbull n-gg-, i’m that monster!
db, them chico’s is monsters!
lil’jon, that n-gg- is a monster!
everybody in the click is well equipped
ready for pit to take over sh-t!
this here is not a game…
this here is our lives…
we can’t f-ck this up…
we gotta get it right…
if you wit us and you ready for war
then let’s ride!!!
let’s show ’em how we do in the south
kick in they door, run in they house
since them boys think they spit fire
f-ck it! put the gun in they mouth!
follow me now
all these b-tches wanna swallow me now!
all these n-gg-s that i don’t even know
wanna hollah at me now
cuz the wanna be down
but f-ck’em man!
me i turn it up a notch
to my hustlers be careful when they murdering the block!
to my killers be careful when you burning up the glock!
last thing you wanna be is running from the cops
pit’s ‘gon take it from da bottom to the top!
haters can hate, but it aint ‘gon stop!
everybody knows i’m blow just listen to the flow
this chico got it on lock! ha!
hey 305! till i die!