It all started with a "Pimp C, bitch so what the fuck is up?"

Told 'em something good

Ease up off my motherfuckin' cut

'Cause if you don't really wanna fuck wit' a trill ****

From the trill villa wit' a steel trigger land of the real killers

Pop Pop muthafucka there you go

I'm a bust em on yo' ass if you don't ease up off me, ho

Cause trill **** don't carry no sugar in they nutsac

Just big fat balls and a trigger in they backpack

So you gon' give me my money, but you don't hear me though

But I bet you hear me when I fill you with bullet holes

P.A. ****, trill ass ****

How you figure you can buck me down ****?

Mr. Big Man, Mr. Big Time, give me what's mine

Instead of buying cars for a bitch named Sunshine

Give me what's mine, give me what's mine

Before it come down to triggers

Shit, it's the return of the trill ass ****

Bitch

It's the return of the trill ass ****

Uh

It's the return of the trill ass ****

But you can't hear me

It's the return of the trill ass ****, bitch

Uh

Yeah motherfuckers I figured you run, I figured you run, when I pull

Triggers to guns, that triggers to guns P.A. fool

A **** named Bun, a **** named Bun, no more sun, no more shine

Say hello to the nine milly (Buck!) millameter (Buck! Buck!)

Money tight Glock, bustin' them shots

When I break yo' ass off somethin' hot

**** steady catchin' lead to the head, I never aim for the chest

Motherfuckers sportin' bulletproof vests

So I guess, when I start blastin', **** start passin' away

Dearly beloved, I had yo ass gathered today

So I can lay you hoes in a line, draw you to a square

Put them hands on yo' ass, and bail on out

Pass the pen to Pimp C and Bird, I take the blunt

Now surprise, surprise

I'm gettin Chinese eyes

In this bitch, here's a switch

I might slang, bang then bail and burn

Scope mean now its the return of the trill ass ****