Hey! Here comes the funk of the future
  And I can rock a rhyme from Perquorma to Hoover
  The westside kid, quick to do a bid
  Just watch me cock the glock and make room
  Shit man I got a 12 guage with the infared scope
  I found a Tec 9 it use to be a radio
  But now I'm a G, psycho, crazy
  Fuck what you say and buck buck and I'm suazy
  In my rag coup, front and back and it's quick
  Punks with bump and that 3 wheel shit
  Cause that's all you need when you need to be poppin'
  Bust a U-turn on 3 wheels by the cops and
  Damn if feels good to be triflin', you know what I'm sayin' cuz?
  Who got the wallet, cause I'm buzzed
  I got the black mack-11, sendin' fools to heaven
  Get the fuck out my way, this is Compton fool just...
  
  Hook:
  Duck!Duck! I'm about to bust some rounds.
  Duck!Duck! I'm fiendin' to bust some rounds.
  Duck!Duck! Yeah, I'm about to bust some rounds
  Duck!Duck!
  
  King Tee:
  Yo check it, they be like "He's a maniac!"
  Yeah, bitch ant that's real, get the fuck up out the car and just peel
  Yo punk I said right before I crash you in the grill
  With the ass of my glock, watch the blood spill
  Gangstas got love the nigga King Tee
  Just ask 'em who's the great weight, just watch 'em scream me
  Quick with the punch, rollin' like clunch
  Coming with the real shit, runnin' with a bunch of crazy niggas with wires
  Hammers and plyers, your money and your blood
  Plus the daytons and them tires
  I be goin' so low, you can't get under
  Niggas can't see me, ask Stevie Wonder, blazed in the chronic
  Bumpin' Delphonics, and my shit's screamin' like that group Onyx
  But hey, I'm the man that'll Bust That Ass open
  When I was young me BB gun even has a scope so...
  
  Hook
  
  King Tee:
  God damn it's King Tee with the funky bumrush
  Smoke a lot of herb, but I never hit the dust
  I can wreck them efx cause I ain't got my check baby
  This ain't no punk shakin' shit, I'm goin' crazy
  I think I'm goin' out of my head (say what!)
  I said I think I'm going out of my head, so E-Swift
  Since you rule in the cuts, give me the gun and just duck, come on
  
  E-Swift:
  Yo, I got a black case but it ain't for the mase
  It's for the 4-4 I use to blast you in the face
  Cause I be actin' kind of triflin' like my nigga Tela
  Cock the hammer blow you out your socks and your Filas
  Which way did he go? Which way did he go?
  Niggas don't know, I got to play the down low
  Punks jump up and get blasted to the ground
  So motherfucker duck, I'm about to bust a round
  
  Hook