[Verse 1: Primo]
Now as I creeps with the force of a tide
On the for real, though, lookin' like a killer
Standin' six feet, full of pimpin', gangsta livin', mane I ain't slippin'
Strapped with them thangs
Down with the Mound, so recognize this P
2 Thick, NOD, Project Playaz, can you feel it, G?
All up in yo' ass like a ten foot pole
Kickin', simpin', [?] and give me your soul
On one-way strip, straight to hell
Got my pockets bail
No more heroes
No five-o, just pimpin' and steady cash flow
I'm hittin' you bitches, h-izz-ard like a tank
Smokin' dank, for (?) business everythang
And I'm constantly counting my bank
I ain't fuck up out a damn thang, I'm still on my hustle
As I count (?) with my negro, but really though
My N-I double G-A's got my back, they show no slackin'
But if you come in with some ana, bitch they jump into a attack
Break yo' self, 'cause my clique is just too thick, so how you figure
That a G like myself won't die for my niggas?

[Verse 2: Tom Skeemask]
Put a lasso on that bitch, fool, I got my nine millimeter
Buster better recognize, niggas gonna stand with the NOD clique then I'm headed to the mound
Pimps don't die, what's up Skee? How the fuck you figure, G?
Playas gotta have their cheese in their pockets
Then these bitches try to knock it
Blame it on a train, that's a (?), give it to me mane
Bitch wanna start playin' childish games
Back on the mound, ready to clown, sippin' on a pint of Crown
Doin' things I've never done, even as a child when I was young
Pick up the yalk, talk that shit, this bitch just got dropped in a ditch
Fist full of bricks on a track makin' cheese, bitch, nigga start supportin' my need
Pick up the Sweets, break up the weed, this is the bitch, back on her knees
Classified as a ho, put it in my arm, (?)
Get on a track, make me the cheese, bitch, are you beggin', or are you pleased?
One less nigga talkin' shit, gotta beat a bitch, this pimpin' is just too thick
Pick up the cash slow, headed for the front door
Nigga you just lost yo' ho
She gave me yo' cheese, I think it was a G
Damn fool, don't you know I'm (?)
Out of time, I'm gettin' laid, Skeemask finna get paid

[Chorus: {?} & DJ Squeeky]
Playaz gotta stay paid (Paid!), or we'll commit a robbery
D-Do you know the phonk? Sko will shoot you (?)
Playaz gotta stay (Paid!), or we'll commit a robbery
O-Orange Mound bound fool, blowin' niggas ass off
Playaz gotta stay (Paid!), or we'll commit a robbery
D-Do you know the phonk? Sko will shoot you (?)

[Verse 3: DJ Zirk]
Niggas wanna trip, I got that thang for yo' ass
(?) you with that shit, but Too Thick is quick to blast
Rollin' through them bitch, boys' hood with that sawed-off
Niggas packin' them tones 'cause it's on, ain't no love lost
Tryna be a player, but you crossin' like a ho
It's time to get my 4-4, and rob all you hoes
Packin' what you lackin', got them killers on yo' tape
Just a flodgin'-ass nigga, wanna be real, wanna be a player
Creepin' out the dark, and I'm stainin' on you, bitches
Catch you slippin' in a Chevy, you a dead ass trick
Smile up in my face, you got some ana on yo' mind, ho
Real nigga jackin' cause we packin' on the for real, though
Fuck all you niggas, you so called killers
Real G playas got no love for them niggas
Orange mound too trill, lockin' them bitches in my trunk
Kickin' back like a playa, sippin' on Crown, smokin' on blunts

[Verse 4: Criminal Manne]
1-2-3, it's me, Criminal Manne, straight from Project P
Back once again, strapped with them yalk, don't talk to me, I need the cheese
Found him in the Chevy thang but first, you know I grip my nine Glock
Pop any busta mothafucka' that wanna test me while I make it to the top
Hit my dog, lil' bro, told him to plan, meet me on 7th Street
Scooped him straight from the north, holla at my boys, now we ride four deep
(?) strap with them thangs, peelin' off to try to find my mane
Some busta gon' drop it off to a player (Now do you understand?)
Just down the street with the Glock in my hand, time to play the stick-up, man
(?), we ridin', ballin', tryna think of a master plan
My nigga said: (I know a big Busta on the other side of town), aight, bet dog
Bail straight to the house, kicked down the door, tell them get up out our hog
We'll bring the clique in, lil' bro stuck that clip in, I ran straight to the back with my gat caught niggas slippin'
As I cock my tone, the bro yelled drop it off, them bustas knew what time it was
Criminal Manne's a pimp, bitch I gotta get mine, 'cause

[Chorus: {?} & DJ Squeeky]
Playaz gotta stay paid (Paid!), or we'll commit a robbery
D-Do you know the phonk? Sko will shoot you (?)
Playaz gotta stay paid (Paid!), or we'll commit a robbery
O-Orange mound pound, fool, blowin' niggas pants off
Playaz gotta stay paid (Paid!), or we'll commit a robbery
D-Do you know the phonk? Sko will shoot you (?)
Playaz gotta stay paid (Paid!), or we'll commit a robbery
O-Orange Mound bound, fool, blowin' niggas ass off
Playaz gotta stay paid (Paid!), or we'll commit a robbery
D-Do you know the phonk? Sko will shoot you (?)

[Outro: DJ Zirk]
Orange Mound, Orange Mound, Orange Mound, Orange Mound
Orange Mound, Orange Mound, Orange Mound, Orange Mound
Orange Mound, Orange Mound, Orange Mound, Orange Mound
Orange Mound, Orange Mound, b-blowin' niggas ass off