Wolf, wolf all you want, run your mouth in the street
But you ain't gon' fuck with a picture of me
I don't give a motherfuck if you a hundred deep
But you ain't gon' fuck with a picture of me

Time for hoes to get slapped and the niggas get stomped
If crunk was a .44, this be the pump
Hit the floor like a maniac, everybody thump
Don't nobody bump, like the hypnotize bump

Rush 'em to the left, push 'em to the right
Fuck a nigga up, wanna start some shit tonight
Bust some heads, fuck it, bust some motherfuckin' lead
What's up some rude boys, yo, with the naughty dreads
Watch 'em, or push 'em, grab 'em and slam 'em
Swing them elbows, boy, drop that hammer
Juiceman, Paul, Lord infamous and Crunch
I dare you niggas to throw the first punch
We ain't satisfied 'til a nigga leave paralyzed
Underground now, we're in now, it's the Hypnotize
Chaos, destruction, mayhem, panic
Lose your motherfuckin' mind, bitch, do some damage

Wolf, wolf all you want, run your mouth in the street
But you ain't gon' fuck with a picture of me
I don't give a motherfuck if you a hundred deep
But you ain't gon' fuck with a picture of me
Wolf, wolf all you want, run your mouth in the street
But you ain't gon' fuck with a picture of me
I don't give a motherfuck if you a hundred deep
But you ain't gon' fuck with a picture of me

What's the fuss about? Is it 'cause a nigga got dough?
What's the cuss about? Is it 'cause a nigga got hoes?
Hate to be the one to tell you that a playa got your honey
Got her working up in here, niggas takin' all her money
In the back of a black Cadillac, suckin' Jack
Lickin' Jill with them X pills, tryin' to clean her cataracts
Sittin' in the front like a Mac, smokin' sacks
This is real, smokin' Laden kill, playin' the game of pass it back
If I buy a brand new car, haters get mad
If I put some shoes on that bitch, haters get sad
If I get the brains blowed out, then they cryin'
Tvs and some bump off in da rear, then they dyin'
I close a lot of doors, I pimp a lot of whores
I fuck your main gal and she down on all fours
I'm straight from the North, I'm down to tha core
It's in my fuckin' veins and it's sweatin' out my pores

Wolf, wolf all you want, run your mouth in the street
But you ain't gon' fuck with a picture of me
I don't give a motherfuck if you a hundred deep
But you ain't gon' fuck with a picture of me
Wolf, wolf all you want, run your mouth in the street
But you ain't gon' fuck with a picture of me
I don't give a motherfuck if you a hundred deep
But you ain't gon' fuck with a picture of me

They'll never take me alive, I'm gettin' high with my 4-5
Stashed in my ride, watchin' haters in they eyes
I'd rather go in a blaze, then get taken by some bitches
I see I'm doin' betta since I got away from snitches
I'm the rawest, quick to break the laws
Really all they saw is how quick I broke his jaws
Your dog DJ Paul AKA The K-O-M-en
Slap niggas in a minute 'cause they act like women
We out the fuckin' frizame, we off the fuckin' chizain
I keeps me a tone, don't you dare step to me, mane
I live in the South where them thugs out of control
You look off in they mouth, you see a whole lot of golds
I love to load clips, I love to shoot guns
I love to load bullets in they back when they run
These niggas talk shit 'round the clique just for fun
But see 'em in the streets, the motherfuckers play dumb, nigga

Wolf, wolf all you want, run your mouth in the street
But you ain't gon' fuck with a picture of me
I don't give a motherfuck if you a hundred deep
But you ain't gon' fuck with a picture of me
Wolf, wolf all you want, run your mouth in the street
But you ain't gon' fuck with a picture of me
I don't give a motherfuck if you a hundred deep
But you ain't gon' fuck with a picture of me

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Writer(s): Jordan Houston, Paul Beauregard, Ricky Dunigan