2001 (Instrumental)

Hi baby

I know your under a lot of pressure at your work and all

And i do understand

You have no idea how much i understand

But you also don't have any idea how much i love you

I love you so much

I think about you i feel you in my arms

I miss you. i miss you terribly

I've just always wanted someone like you in my life

I love you so much; that i'd do anything

I'd do anything

I'll be your perfect woman for you

I just wanna fuck bad bitches

All them nights i never had bitches

Now i'm all up in that ass bitches

Mad at 'cha boyfriend, aint 'cha?

You'se a bad girl, gotta spank ya

Gotta thank ya for that head clinic

Explicit, hella photogenic

And tell your friends where the dick's at

Where they can get hit and won't get back to they soulmate

Before you kiss 'em use colgate

she swallowed it! yeah the bitch took the whole eight

And ran with it, then let mel-man hit it

And hit the man hit it; damn bitches

Man, this is what i'm talkin about

Chicken-head, chicken-fed, with a dick in your mouth

Out and about with your nigga like it never took place

(airtouched) next time you need a taste

I just wanna fuuuuuck you

No touchin and rubbin gul, you got a husband who

Loves. you.

Don't need you all in mine

I just wanna fuuuuuck you

We can't be kissin and huggin gul, you got a husband who

Loves. you.

You need to give him your quality time

You got the number, it's on you to make the call

You know i cum quick; help you re-decorate your walls

Cut your backyard, don't have to act hard to get the cock

And if i'm goin too far, i take it out and wipe it off

And put it back up, and keep going

You tryin to hide it from your husband but i know he be knowin

That your pussy's been tampered with

Then you show him the new trick of how you can lick it, smoke a cancer stick

You be workin it like a dancer bitch, it's hard on me

Not to give you all of my time, that you wanted

You can give me some head, but keep the breakfast in bed

I'd rather spend my mornin diggin through some records instead

But, tonight, i guess it'd be aight if we can touch bases

Hookup somewhere and exchange some fuck faces

I know your man's lookin for ya, he's always tryin to run ya

Don't worry bout me handcuffin gul cause i just wanna fuck witchu

. fuck witchu

On the sneak tip, on some creep shit

So whatcha gon' do, ya freak bitch?

You, actin, like you, don't, do, dicks

That's the kinda bitch i hate fuckin wit

Baby was a virgin, that's what she said

So i gave her some hennesey, she gave me some head

I fucked her on the flo', so i wouldn't mess up my bed

Then lil' 1/2 dead put his dick on her head

Take that bitch home, and give her a bone

And give her the number to my cellular phone

Man, she blowin up my pager, the shit's gettin major

A favor for a favor, this dick is what i gave her

Somethin to go by, and bitches know why

Stuff dick in they mouth, and then i'm out (see-ya!)

Twenty-fo' seven, dre, snoop, and devin

We servin' these hoes, and never lovin these hoes, beotch!

Xxplosive

West coast shit

My nigga-ish ways attract girls that used to turn they back

Causing me to yank they arm and pose like I would do them harm

Now I'm saying thank you cause they tell me

My shit's the bomb

Xxplosive

For my niggas drinking Cognac

Smoking weed, always pack

More than one firearm, chrome rims, riding on

Chronic in your system, let me know my shit's the bomb

Xxplosive

West Coast shit nigga

Overdosage imperial pistols ferocious

Fuck a bitch don't tease bitch, strip tease bitch

Eat a bowl of these bitch gobble the dick

Hoes forgot to eat a dick can shut the fuck up

Gobble and swallow a nut up

Shut up and get my cash

Backhanded, pimp-slapped backwards and left stranded

Just pop ya collar, pimp convention, hoes for a dollar

Six-Deuce in a plush, six-deuce impala

Pimping hoes from Texas to Guatemala

Bitch niggas paid for hoes, just to lay with hoes

Relax one night, and paid to stay with hoes

Captain Save'em all day, well save this dick

Bitch nigga, you more of a bitch than a bitch

You ain't into hitting pussy or hitting the switch

You into hitting bitches off of the grip

You punk bitch

All my real doggs still kick it with me

All my down hoes still tricking with me

All the true gangstas know

Nate ain't never love no ho

All the hoodrats still shake it for me

All my true fans still check it for me

All the real smokers know

Nate ain't passing nothing but dope indeed

Real trees, chronic leaves, no seeds

When I met you last night baby

Before I blew your mind

I thought we had a chance, lady

No more, now that I'm sober you ain't that fine

Don't wanna treat you wrong

Don't wanna lead you on

Here baby, hit the bong

While the west coast rolls along

While we still making gangsta hits

You'll be still jocking gangsta dicks

Damn girl, you think you're slick

Somebody better get this bitch, this bitch

I got these freaky hoes

Clapping they hands, stomping they feet

Every now and then they put they mouth on me

Nowadays a G like me can't even call it

A 23-year old pussy fiend and freakaholic

Pimping bitches on the regular, I put that on the G

A hustler and a player, nowadays it pays to be

Let me drop some shit about this bitch I used to know

She gave your boy the head and said don't let nobody know

A bonafide pro, I had to grab the ho

She got freaky in your sixty-four, I skeeted in her throat

Been knowing the ho for four days, pimpin repays

And I bet you didn't know that she go both ways

She ate her best friend, I left them hoes at the mote'

They be beeping me and shit, but we don't kick it no mo'

Them hot hoes is fiending, they on the nuts

But bitch, I'm out your pussy when I nut, fo' real, Xxplosive

[Ms. Roq]Damn girl, it is hotter than a motherfucker up in here

[Traci Nelson]You got that right

[Ms. Roq]I need to go to the bar and get me a drink, please!

[Traci Nelson]Yes!

[Ms. Roq]Hello!

[Eddie Griffin]Shit, what the fuck you want?

[Traci Nelson]Hmmm...

[Ms. Roq]Let me get a Cosmo.

[Eddie Griffin]What the fuck you want?

[Traci Nelson]Damn, I have an apple martini.

[Ms. Roq]This motherfucker drunk as a mother...

[Eddie Griffin]Thirsty bitches

[Ms. Roq]This a drunken-ass nigga

[Traci Nelson]Oh, ooh, shit girl, those niggaz are lookin' over here! Oh, shit, don't look, don't look!

[Ms. Roq]Damn, what's up, what they look like tho?

[Traci Nelson]Shit, shit, damn, they look, they look aight.

[Ms. Roq]They fuckable? What's up, is they fuckable? Or what?

[Traci Nelson](laughing)Shh, chill out, chill out!

[Ms. Roq](What?)

[Traci Nelson]Here they come!

[Ms. Roq](What?)

[Traci Nelson]Here they come! Chill out! Damn...

Hey, yo whassup?

My name is Dre

Can I blaze some chronic witchu?

Nigga what? FO' SHO'!

Roll that shit up!

Hell yeah, still "Alwayz Into Somethin'"

Heart still in Compton

The comp can't oppose, dope Cali platinum classicals

Introduced you to my Doggs, that don't love hoes

And Firm Fiascoes - assholes

Fucked you up with my last video, tuxed up

Doing a tango

And cash, always in my grasp

Came up in the game wearin khakis not kangols, stranglin' hoes

When asked about it in most interviews I just laugh

Now I vacate with hoes with a gang of ass

One feed me mangoes, the other lightin my hash

Rap tabloids write Dre's light in the ass (what?)

Came home uptight, ready to mash

Like a gas pedal, get on that sixty-four Chevy level

AK-47 heavy metal

Who say Dre ain't ghetto? Just whistle like a tea kettle

I throw three at you, tell me if you see devils

Cause we rebels over here, I smell Chronic in the air

That means we takin over this year

You hear?

Light Speed, blazin Chronic through the galaxy

Hydro, doja, chocolate thai weed

Or we might be sippin on gin or Hennessey

Fuck that, where that new shit, The Chronic Iced Teas

I hang among hustlers, I slang and hoo-bang Bronson

When bustaz roll through, can't fuck with my bold crew

We will hold you captive and bust

Cause gangbangin is the active, activity

Where I be livin B, there ain't no Liberty Statue

Hope you got your gat, don't let them catch you

Slippin, without yours, it's warfare outdoors

Ambulance, violent uproars

Trash niggas takin out like chores I meet whores on tours

Jeans hot as pepper so I sip, champagne on stormy shores

We on some hardcore, pornographic

Toting Austrian firearms that's made out of plastic

In these drastic surroundings, it be sounding like Lebanon

Makin' fools "RETREAT!" like Megatron and Starscream

Oh yeah I scream-on-stars

To get loot and crossover like Kareem Abdul-Jabbar

Get out your car son, that's how I came to bougie niggas

At bar one, it's either that or make front page stardom

I'm the Golden Child, chased by Sodom

Newenze gots my bulletproof, it's hard to shoot me you hear?

That means it's real fuckin hard to shoot me, you hear?

Light Speed, blazin Chronic through the galaxy

Hydro, doja, chocolate thai weed

Or we might be sippin on gin or Hennessey

Fuck that, where that new shit, The Chronic Iced Teas

La-da-da-da-dah

It's the motherfucking D-O-double-G (Snoop Dogg)

La-da-da-da-dah

You know I'm mobbing with the D-R-E

Yeah, yeah, yeah

You know who's back up in this motherfucker

What? What? What? What?

So blaze the weed up then (blaze it up, blaze it up)

Blaze that shit up, nigga, yeah, 'sup, Snoop?

Top Dogg, bite 'em all, nigga, burn the shit up

D-P-G-C, my nigga, turn that shit up

C-P-T, L-B-C, yeah, we hooking back up

And when they bang this in the club, baby, you got to get up

Thug niggas, drug dealers, yeah, they giving it up

Lowlife, yo' life, boy, we living it up

Taking chances while we dancing in the party for sure

Slipped my ho a forty-four when she got in the back door

Bitches looking at me strange, but you know I don't care

Step up in this motherfucker just a-swinging my hair

Bitch, quit talking, Crip walk if you down with the set

Take a bullet with some dick and take this dope on this jet

Out of town, put it down for the father of rap

And if yo' ass get cracked, bitch, shut yo' trap

Come back, get back, that's the part of success

If you believe in the X, you'll be relieving your stress

La-da-da-da-dah

It's the motherfucking D-R-E

Dr. Dre, motherfucker (what? What? What? What?)

La-da-da-da-dah

You know I'm mobbing with the D-O-double-G

Straight off the fucking streets of C-P-T

King of the beats, you ride to 'em in your Fleet (Fleetwood)

Or Coupe DeVille rolling on dubs

How you feel? Whoopty whoop, nigga what?

Dre and Snoop chronic'd out in the 'llac

With D.O.C. in the back, sipping on 'gnac (yeah)

Clip in the strap, dipping through hoods (what hood?)

Compton, Long Beach, Inglewood

South Central out to the West Side, it's California Love

This California bud got a nigga gang of pub

I'm on one, I might bail up in the Century Club

With my jeans on, and my team strong

Get my drink on and my smoke on

Then go home with something to poke on ('sup bitch?)

Loc, it's on for the two-triple-oh

Coming real, it's the next episode

Hold up, hey

For my niggas who be thinking we soft, we don't play

We gon' rock it 'til the wheels fall off

Hold up, hey

For my niggas who be acting too bold, take a seat

Hope you ready for the next episode

Hey-ey-ey-ey

Smoke weed every day

When Darkness Be Closin In

I'm Motivated, With The Howlin Wind

With A List Of Chosen Men, Frozen In Sin

Knowin That Your End Is Beginnin

Swift Silent And Deadly

There's No Defendin My Plots, I Know Your Every Movement

For Six Months I Watch, Coulda Gotchu At Your Baby's Mother's House

Even At Your Down-Low Weed Spot

But The Backdrop, Wasn't Flattering Enough

I Didn't Want People Gathering And Stuff [Cameras Click

Snapshots Of Blood Splattering From The Snuff

Here - Puff This Here, While I Figure Which Way, To Split Yo' Wig

Right Now You As Nervous, As A Farmer John Pig

As I Dig Into My Tragic Bag, Take Out The Hk

Twist On The Silencer, Insert The Thirty-Shot Mag (Whoosh)

Bullet Stuck To His Brain Like A Mack

Skull In Fragments, I Leave The Cleanup To Dragnet

This Is Anybody Murderahhh

To Fuckin Everybody Murderahhh

Nigga All Y'all Murderahhh

Uh, Uh, For Real

You'll Fuck Around And Get Killed

This Is Anybody Murderahhh

Motherfuckin Everybody Murderahhh

Yeah Nigga All Y'all Murderahhh

Uh, Uh, For Real

You'll Fuck Around And Get Killed

[Ms. Roq

Peeped All The Stash Drop And Exchange Of The Dough

Lurkin Through The Turf, Think How I'ma Just Work

Give Em Chase To The Crib And Yo He Properly Laced

Stepped Out The Car, Put My Steel, To The Side Of His Face

Murder - This The Fuckin Case, Rob This Nigga And Shake

The Fuckin Spot Cause In A Few It's Gon' Be Crawlin With Cops!

Who's The Bad Bitch Now, You Crept On, Paid The Piper

Who'da Thought A Sexy Bitch Could Be A Murderous Sniper

Detrimental To Your Health, Shoulda Learned Yo' Lesson

But It's Too Late Nigga Bye-Bye, Better Count Yo' Blessings

I Been Watchin You Watchin Me, Yeah You Ballin

Was, Nigga Now You Finger Fucked And Steady Fallin

A Thug Wit No Love, But Bitch Niggaz Die Fast

Thug Niggaz Die Young - Oh What You Thought You Would Last?

Blast Two Shots To The Dome, Slide Back To The Pad

And Jack My Nigga Off, Til His Dick Get Soft

Resume The Wifey Boo Shit, Cause Yo My Man Don't Know

That His Bitch Is Straight Ill, Servin Ass With Fo'fo' (Kaboom)

I'm A Motherfuckin Murderahhh

Bitch Disses Anybody Murderahhh

Yeah Nigga All Y'all Murderahhh

Uh, Uh, For Real

You'll Fuck Around And Get Killed

I'm A Motherfuckin Murderahhh

Uhh Bitch Disses Anybody Murderahhh

Yeah Nigga All Y'all Murderahhh

Uh, Uh, For Real

You'll Fuck Around And Get Killed! [Echoes

Y'all ready to get nasty?

Yeah!

Shit!

Yeah!

Oh

Damn!

Oh, that pussy is good tho

Oh, shit!

It's good!

Oh! Oh!

Fuck, you hurtin' me bitch!

Oh shit!

Oh!

Oh, yeah you're da bitch, bitch!

Fuck!

Oh!

Oh shit!

You're hurtin' me!

Damn!

You're hurtin' me!

Damn!

Oh!

Damn!

You're makin' my pussy sore, bastard!

Oh shit!

Oh, my nuts!

Aw, Fuck me!

Oh!

Fuck

Oh shit yo' face!

Oh

Oh, damn, damn, damn, oh,

Shit, oh,

Fuckin' in my ass, bastard!

Shit! Oh, oh, damn!

Oh, shit I can't see!

Oh

Oh, shit!

Oh, shit!

Fuck!

Whore!

Ah

Damn, that shit was good

Ah, oh shit

Oh, my god

Oh oh oh

Damn

Oh, that shit feels so good

Oh oh oh

Shit!

Oh, get the fuck up!

Oh, get the fuck up now!

Oh you fucked the shit out of us!

Fuckin' big dick master!

Oh shit!

Aight

Oh shit!

Aight, chill, chill, chill, give me five minutes, damn!

Well, get the fuck up!

Jake, hurry up,

'cause you know I gotta get home to

My nigga

'cause you know

You know you gots to get some at home, ha ha ha

Now I'm lovin' that big

Ooh, shit!

Ha ha what? You got a problem?

Man, fuck your man, know what I'm sayin?

I'm Jake Steed.

Bitch!

What!?

Who you callin' a bitch?

You! Bitch!

Now This This Is One Of Them Occasions

Where The Homies Not Doin It Right

I Mean He Found Him A Hoe That He Like

But You Can't Make A Hoe A Housewife

And When It All Boils Down You Gonna Find In The End

A Bitch Is A Bitch, But A Dogg Is A Man's Best Friend

So What You Found You A Hoe That You Like

But You Can't Make A Hoe A Housewife (Wife)

[Dr. Dre

I Mostly Sold Dick While I Packed A Gold Clip

Worked My Money-Maker, She Got Paper, She Bout To Trip

(Where The Fuck Is My Money?) I Cannot G Guilty

You Pimpin Strong, But Comin Home, To Sheets That Be Filthy

She On The Dillzy, I Take Advantage

All Up In Them Panties, I Got This Bitch Speakin Spanish

I'm Mannish - Get Yo' Nails Out My Back

Slut I'm Bout To Nut And Get Up, Go Scrub Yo' Cat

Learn The Player Rules, This Is How I Play A Dude

Might Not Be A Freak, But She Got On The Choosin Shoes

Dollar Signs Are Folded, I Can't Control It

Tryin To Leave Her, Beeper Just Exploded

She Sweatin Me, Won't Let Me, Broad Turned Fraud

Now She On This Dick Huh, Got Her Turnin Tricks Huh

Man It's A Trip I Don't Trip I'm In Yo' Lexus Flexin

I Left Her Up In Dallas, Texas - Assed-Out

[Hittman

Naw Hoe Is Short For Honey, Almost Had Her Wailin Like Bunny

Tellin Tales Of Bein Pregnant,

Catchin Norstrom Sales With Abortion Money

I Spotted Her, Seen Her With My Nigga When I Shot At Her

Now We Got Beef, He Caught Up In The Hoe's Erotica

Exotic - She's Psychotic, Rockin His Nautica

Soon He'll Need Antibiotics (Sucka Bitch)

Name A Sexual Disease, She Got It Like Sam Goody

You Be Like, "Damn How Could She Hit Me Off With Chlamydia?"

Fool I Pity Ya

We Live In The City Off, Ballers

With More Bouncin Than A Zapp, She Will Doo-Wah-Diddy-Ya

Prettier To Grittier, The Wittier Can Get Her

To The Hotel, Niko, On Some Sauve Shit Like, Rico

That's When I Caught A Vision Like Coleco

A High-Post Hoe, A Perfect Way For Me To Keep Dough

Huh, Have Her Sellin Ass On Bronson Ave. And Pico

[Kurupt

At The Ho-Tel, Mo-Tel, Or The Holiday Inn (Say What Nigga?)

I Said If That Bitch Keep Fuckin Up

(Beotch) Then We'll Fuck Her Friends

I Said I Dip, Dive, What Can I Say?

Niggaz Need To Stop Fuckin With O.j.

Some Niggaz Bang Blood, Some Niggaz Bang Crip

And Bitches Ain't Shit But Hoes And Tricks

I Had To Dream Of Hoes, I Had To Scream At Hoes

I Seen My Hoes In All Kinds Of Clothes

Lil' Almond Joy, I Truly Enjoy

If You Blew My Balls, Right Through My Drawers

Come Back To The Mansion, Chill At The Spot

From The Way She Was Blowin, I Know She Does It A Lot

I Have A Eight-And-A-Half, Nine-And-Three-Quarters

The Hoe Started Callin When I Started Boss Ballin

Gimme Some Head, Gimme Some Ass (Uh-Huh)

Gimme Some Cash, Pass It To Daz

Pass It To Snoop, Or Pass It To Nate

Hoes Eat Dick Like Eggs And Steak

That Ain't Shit New, I Thought You Knew (What?)

I Knew You Would, You Wish You Could

Break A G Down, Break Me Down

But I'ma See You On The Rebound (What What?) D.p. Style

[Door Slams

[D.o.c.

Lil' 1/2 Dead

[1/2 Dead??

Lil' 1/2 Dead The Money Jumped Out To Say

Ol' Snoop Dogg On The Look Out Boy?

[D.o.c.

Yeahhh

[Some Hoe

He Gotta Be More Than 1/2 Dead

If He Don't Fill My Motherfuckin Drink Up!

[1/2 Dead??

Or Fill Your Motherfuckin Mouth Up

[D.o.c.

Ahhhhhh-Hahahahahahahahh

[Some Hoe

I Don't Think So!!

[Hittman

It's Fuckin Ackrite

Question Is - Can I Get Some? Knahmsayin?

Ackrite Bitch

When I See You In The Spot, You Just Ackrite, Youknahmsayin?

When I Yank You By The Fuckin Perm

Don't Be Lookin At A Nigga Crazy

Just Get With The Digits And Be The Fuck Out, Youknahmsayin?

Let Me Break It Down For Y'all

It Was Just One Of Those Days

When I Wanted To Catch Sunrays

Fun To Get Blunted On A Sunday, Afternoon

Nigga? Got Room, Grab The Gat For Misbehavors

And The Chocolate Faded Boom, Flossin Hip-Hop Tunes

Zoom-Zoom Like The Commodores

Wonder Will We Have Drama Or, End Up Clownin Whores

Around The Full Good-To-Go Girls

Like Them?? Girls, Ridin Shotgun, Baby

I Be Postin All-World In The Ride

Sippin 151 That Gave Me Too Much Pride To Back Down

Soon As We Get To The Beach I'ma Put My Fuckin Mack Down

I'm Playin Lead, Not The Background

It's Time To Put Bronson On The Map Now

Walk With My Hand On My Johnson, Crack A Smile

Cuties Peep My Style, If I Don't Get Some Ackrite

I'ma Have To Ack-Wild

Sung By Hittman

Blunt In My Left Hand, Drink In My Right

Strap By My Waistline, Cause Niggaz Don't Fight

Sucker Free For Life, So You Better Think Twice

(Aight? And A Give A Nig' Some Ackrite)

I'm The Type Of Nigga Playa Haters Don't Like

Snatchin Up Your Honey For Some Late Night Hype

And Snobby-Ass Bitches Get Slapped Out Of Spite

(Aight? So Give A Nig' Some Ackrite, Right)

[Hittman

Uhhhhh. Drink Kickin In, I'm Stimulated

For Those That Don't Know Big Words, I'm Fuckin Faded

Eighty-Three Degrees, Ease To A Shaded Spot

Our First Spot Was Cool Til Some Gangsters Made It Hot

Now We Plot And Pose

Plus We Watchin Hoes, With Lots Of Flesh Exposed

Gettin Swarmed By Those Type Of Niggaz

With No Game But Brown-Nose

So I Impose Only Like Pros Can

"Yo, Is This Your Man?" "No."

Grab The Bitch's Hand, "I'm Hittman."

Bling! Gold Chain Gleam

"You're Very Eligible For My Summer League Team."

Maybe Too Extreme Cause The Sister Got Steamed

Then Miss Thing Tried To Scream On My Brethern

I Got Mad Spit Flame On The Name

Stefan, Tattooed On Her Arm

Hoe You Ain't The Bomb, Must Be A Dyke

Witcho' Lips Swoll, And Give A Nig' Some Ackrite

(Minus The Word "Aight" Both Times)

[Hittman

Frontin On The Ack-Rite, Causin Me To Act Up

Good Samaritan Save That Hoe From Gettin Slapped Up

My Homies Crack Up At The Scene I Made

Yo My Actions Ain't Serene When A Nigga's On Fade

If It Wasn't For The One-Time Brigade

I Woulda Sprayed At The Hooker Tramp

As Cops Parade I'm Afraid It's Time To Break Camp

Make Tracks, Where Else Can We Go To Take Hoes

From Fake Macks Aiyyo, Chase Them Girls

In That Black Maxima, The Passenger, Almost Fractured Her

Neckbone, Lookin Back At Us

Plus, They On The Dick Cause The Caddy's Plush

They Blush, I Bumrush The Hush, With The Largest Crush

Try To Swing An Ep Tonight So I Don't Have To Keep In Touch

Keep It On Hush Without The Tip-In

Mackin Interrupted By Some Niggaz Set-Trippin

Clip In The Strap, I Showed These Niggaz How To Act

I say the kontol sama loe semua.

Ngentod ngentod sama loe semua.

Ini cerita tentang pahitnya hidup.

Rejeki kadang datang terkadang makin surut.

Nyari duit pusing ampe jidat mengkerut.

Problem terus datang dan terus mengikut.

Sejuta orang bilang mending gw langsung cabut.

Ke luar negeri main judi bareng tutut.

Gw bisa mati bikin lagu asal nyebut.

Denger lagu ini langsung loe ngajak ribut.

Gak takut.

Biarin semua orang bakal benci.

Gw bakal terus gini ampe gw mati.

Dimulai dengan hari ini ampe besok pagi.

Ada aja problem bikin gw kesel lagi dan lagi.

Berapa kali gw kena tipu.

Ama temen pakaweng jadi tukang tipu.

Ampir aja gw seret dia masuk buih.

Biar badan kurus terus kena sodomi biar mampus.

I say the kontol sama loe semua.

Ngentod ngentod sama loe semua.

Yeah yeah,, come on.

Ini cerita tentang temen gw Emdy.

Muka rada tolol punya tampang kaya babi.

Kerja rodi 12 jam sehari.

Seminggu penuh dia terus yang kena maki.

Sama bos sama temen terus kena cela.

Emang uda takdir idup dia mau gimana.

Berharap lahir negro yang keluar china.

Udah gitu dikasih nama matadinata.

Kepingin bikin album kagak pernah kesampean.

Seolah dunia ini kagak kenal kasian.

Punya temen cewek susah yang ada basian.

Mesti beli putus ke hotel jam - jaman.

Gajinya abis buat beli memek doang.

Motor belum lunas uda kena tabrakan.

Mabuk korona mukanya langsung merah padam.

Tidur gaya nombok freestyle Michael Jordan.

I say the kontol sama loe semua.

Ngentod ngentod sama loe semua.

Ini cerita tentang temen gw Rudi.

Orangnya lucu kaya alien planet bumi.

Sudah keliling kota tapi gak apal jalan.

Nyulik nyokap temen sampe ke padalarang.

Temen gw stres sampe ilang ingatan.

Doi malah tape dance di Plasa Senayan.

Cukuran rambut mohawk kaya Indian.

Sekali ngorok bikin bubar tongkrongan.

Dateng ke kawinan seperti tukang sulap

Pake toxedo pingin dateng bareng mucikari.

Dulu satu tongkrongan juga bareng si Opang.

Nyokapnya langsung nanya "ngapain kamu telanjang?"

Doi tekdim langsung nyerbu Saritem.

Cewe dia jalang terus dipake aja.

Daripada pusing diganti sama Nadya.

Mendingan dia ikutan nikung.

Pacar Hong juga.

I say the kontol sama loe semua.

Ngentod ngentod sama loe semua.

I say the kontol sama loe semua.

Yeah,, beat to the a to the on,, this is Baon.

Yeah.

We gonna be to the a to the on,, is the Baon.

Yo aku Emcee semenjak mete.

Beat to the a to the on,, is the Baon.

Going down from the heart.

Mother fucker burn.

Yeah,, mother fucker?