[Intro]      *kicking down a door*      (Pooh-Man) Bitch where the motherfuckin son at?   (Too $hort's Bitch) He not here ahhh it hurts!   (Pooh-Man) Old Skool get this bitch eh! where $hort at?   (Too $hort's Bitch) Pooh he's not here I don't know   (Pooh-Man) Give that nigga a message bitch!      *Gunshot*      Ain't No Love $hort   We be takin shit in '94   In the deuce we ain't bullshittin   I want it all   I want your jewelry, your motherfuckin car   I want your whole safe nigga   Yeah take off the motherfuckin Nikes   What are they Fila   Take the motherfuckers off mark      [Verse 1: Pooh-Man]   Grab my coat and my motherfuckin glock   Now I'm headed out the door to the motherfuckin spot   Got a G bundle for the brothers who be slanging   And an extra clip in my coat for foo's who be banging   The town of macks is gettin way hot now   Police be tappin my phone and getting me locked down   But it's an everyday thang if you slang   20 zips gone in a matter of an hour man   But I stay skeptic about fools that I deal with   You slip once you get your cap peeled real quick   'cause nigga's are shistey as fuck!   Going to drop off some yeh and your ass jacked the fuck up   By some nigga's that you know baby   'cause most nigga's on your block straight be shady   Out to get a grip no matter what it takes   Make a mistake and find your ass dead in a fuckin lake   With bullet holes in your body   Because you ran into the neighbor hood John Gotte   Faulty as hell ass brother   Yeah just anther damn day in the gutter      [Pooh-Man]   You nigga's got something I want   I'm taken it I give a fuck where your from mark   That's right nigga   Motherfuckers like us be takin shit in '94   7 deuce in the motherfuckin house beyatch   What the deuce look like nigga   Any nigga I tell is a fake ass studio gangsta   Leave the punk ass shit behind ya boy   Come to the deuce and find out what it's all about punk      [Verse 2: Pooh-Man]   Anther jack move anther nigga to get with   Up in Milwaukee with mighty on the mark us   They gotta look with 100K with ease   So we kicked in his door and put him on his knees   Open your safe or loose your face   And turn it to 11 to a motherfucking murder case   He opened the safe and accepted the loss   But the fool seen my face so I had to tear his off   125K made in one motherfuckin day   Back to the house to split the cash   It equaled out to about 41 G's and a half   Money seen money gone brother   Mighty Mone just looked and said just a dead motherfucka   Yeah you punk ass nigga   Don't get into the game if you can't stand the heat killa   'cause real players know   That there's always a nigga who will jack you for your cash-flo   And you just met the brother   And he's straight from the motherfuckin gutter         (Pooh-Man)      Yeah you nigga want some motherfucking funk   The bottom line is this you can meet the T *gun cocks*   And after that it's all the fuck over with   What that deuce look like nigga (what it look like)   Yeah we be puttin nigga's on there mothafuckin backsides      [Verse 3: Pooh-Man]   Back in Cali at my mama's   And already got involved in some motherfuckin drama   Mom's said Moe called he needs you to page him   Some foo's in a Mustang GT tried to blaze him   So I hit him up on his pager   He answered me quick   And I'm like so what sup player   The funk is on once again   Break out the Thompsons, the AK's and the Mack 10's   I called up Antoine and Old Skool   Meet me at the spot you know this fools ain't cool   Hopped in the national and got sideways to the curb   Picked up Mellow with Moe Betta on 83rd   They filled me on the way   While Moe Betta slowly loaded up the AK   Told me Moe was at some bitchs house   They came in and damn blew out my partner brains out   But he got off fast   And put 1 outta of 2 on there motherfuckin ass   As we was talkin we spotted the brothers   Cut off the lights   *Gunshots*   Just anther day in the gutter