Intro

Yo, what's up though?
This Lil' muthafuckin' Bruce mobbin' the sound booth for the '94
You know, from Central Vallejo, Millerville, California, bitch
What you know about that?
Yeah, it's your favorite weed man from the 1900 block
Lil' muthafuckin' Bruce
Juice, nigga, you know me
Yeah, haha, I got them sacks stuffed so terribly
And you know it's Sick Wid It Records for life, fool
So if it's fuck me, it's fuck you and your punk ass crew
'Cause I keep a trey-eight in my 6-8, bitch, haha
Yeah, run up if you want to
Y'all niggas wasn't movin' no keys back in the days
So if you don't wanna get caught up in no raw deal
Don't test my funk mob skills
Nigga, don't you know?
Yeah, you better love your tramp and
Melt your amps to some of this here
Straight from Central Vallejo, Millerville, California
Where they up the block sideways, backseat bouncin'
One of my lil' niggas gon' tear that bitch down, watch, haha
'Cause they just as mannish as they wanna be
I gotta say what's up to the muthafuckin' Savage
And to the Mellow Man, that hog ass nigga E, what's up?
Ain't no love in the drought, fool
Straight out the Sick Wid It camp, I got some cool shit for y'all
Yeah, I want you to slam it in your trunk real loud, hahaha
And you wonder why it's the hog in me
Lil' Bruce, bitch
So if it ain't nathan, nigga, light somethin'
And I'm out