(Crunchy Black): You ain't gon' believe what happened to me man.
[Frayser Boy]: What happened?
(Man I just had to whoop this n**** man) [For real?] (Yeah man)
Man: Crunchy, Crunchy! What's up, what's up, what's up n****?
(What's up wit' you n****?) What's up with that s*** in the club n****?
(n**** it's whatever) Huh, what you wanna do now n****?
I got this tone now n****, got this tone now n****
(I got the same thing n****, it's whatever n****)
Smack you upside yo' m***********' head n****
(All you gotta do is do what you gotta do n****)
Huh? Get buck n****! Get buck drunk now n****!
(n**** I been buck n****, n**** I been buck n****)
Huh what you wanna do now n****?
(Whatever dog)
[Chorus: DJ Paul]
n**** talk how you would talk if you ain't have your gun
You's a weak a** n**** I think your a** would run
'Cause you a pistol playa, (pistol playa), pistol playa
(Pistol playa), pistol playa, (pistol playa), 'ol f***** a** sucker
n**** talk how you would talk if you ain't have your gun
You's a weak a** n**** I think your a** would run
'Cause you a pistol playa, (pistol playa), pistol playa, (pistol playa)
Pistol playa, (pistol playa), f***** a** sucker
[Frayser Boy]
I hate when n***** talk s***, when they know they some hoes
They nuts plump, 'cause they got a tone under they clothes
But you can see it in they eyes, when n***** b**** made
But my gun's a lil' bigger, it's like you got a switchblade
If you pull it, better use it, or be dead young n****
Pull a gun for fun that sound a lil' dumb n****
It can get a lil' tragic, end up with deadly cost
You'll make a n**** circle back and blow your a** off
Old coward a** boy, keep it real, what's the deal
You the type that'll slip up, make mistake and kill
I can show you better than I can tell ya, so what's the biz
You gon' hear my f*****' tone, gon' pop like a quiz
Boy p**** a** n***** get f***** in the b***
When I get back b****, best be tryin' to catch a cut
Coming back like 'n**** what?', I ain't gon' play, I'm gon' bust
f*** with me, and you're f*****, then I'm slum on that 'Tuss, what n****
[Chorus]
[Crunchy Black]
I'ma tell you what happened to me one day
I was chillin' out with one of my padres
We was hanging in a tree, I needed some weed, instead my n**** pulled a gun on me
But that's okay n****, I'm makin' paper, all y'all other n***** out catchin' vapors
You have to rape a, hoe to get p****, Crunchy Black leaves s*** so mushy
Locked and load, jump up out the bushes, I told y'all n***** y'all ain't nothin' but p****
This ain't no pistol play, n***** need bullets
And if I got mine, n**** I'ma pull it
You'll think Crunchy Black is a bully
'Cause I leave n***** stankin' like p****
So gone on n**** with that f*****' bullshit
CB and Frayser Boy we let them guns click
[Chorus]
[Frayser Boy]: What happened?
(Man I just had to whoop this n**** man) [For real?] (Yeah man)
Man: Crunchy, Crunchy! What's up, what's up, what's up n****?
(What's up wit' you n****?) What's up with that s*** in the club n****?
(n**** it's whatever) Huh, what you wanna do now n****?
I got this tone now n****, got this tone now n****
(I got the same thing n****, it's whatever n****)
Smack you upside yo' m***********' head n****
(All you gotta do is do what you gotta do n****)
Huh? Get buck n****! Get buck drunk now n****!
(n**** I been buck n****, n**** I been buck n****)
Huh what you wanna do now n****?
(Whatever dog)
[Chorus: DJ Paul]
n**** talk how you would talk if you ain't have your gun
You's a weak a** n**** I think your a** would run
'Cause you a pistol playa, (pistol playa), pistol playa
(Pistol playa), pistol playa, (pistol playa), 'ol f***** a** sucker
n**** talk how you would talk if you ain't have your gun
You's a weak a** n**** I think your a** would run
'Cause you a pistol playa, (pistol playa), pistol playa, (pistol playa)
Pistol playa, (pistol playa), f***** a** sucker
[Frayser Boy]
I hate when n***** talk s***, when they know they some hoes
They nuts plump, 'cause they got a tone under they clothes
But you can see it in they eyes, when n***** b**** made
But my gun's a lil' bigger, it's like you got a switchblade
If you pull it, better use it, or be dead young n****
Pull a gun for fun that sound a lil' dumb n****
It can get a lil' tragic, end up with deadly cost
You'll make a n**** circle back and blow your a** off
Old coward a** boy, keep it real, what's the deal
You the type that'll slip up, make mistake and kill
I can show you better than I can tell ya, so what's the biz
You gon' hear my f*****' tone, gon' pop like a quiz
Boy p**** a** n***** get f***** in the b***
When I get back b****, best be tryin' to catch a cut
Coming back like 'n**** what?', I ain't gon' play, I'm gon' bust
f*** with me, and you're f*****, then I'm slum on that 'Tuss, what n****
[Chorus]
[Crunchy Black]
I'ma tell you what happened to me one day
I was chillin' out with one of my padres
We was hanging in a tree, I needed some weed, instead my n**** pulled a gun on me
But that's okay n****, I'm makin' paper, all y'all other n***** out catchin' vapors
You have to rape a, hoe to get p****, Crunchy Black leaves s*** so mushy
Locked and load, jump up out the bushes, I told y'all n***** y'all ain't nothin' but p****
This ain't no pistol play, n***** need bullets
And if I got mine, n**** I'ma pull it
You'll think Crunchy Black is a bully
'Cause I leave n***** stankin' like p****
So gone on n**** with that f*****' bullshit
CB and Frayser Boy we let them guns click
[Chorus]