Magno, ya heard, a.k.a Magnificent, mayn

CEO of Wildlife Records, just wanna let everybody know

The New Print, all flows is in sto's now, go knock it off, mayn

You wanna cop it from the net?

But uh, for now we finna get down to business

You know I'm sayin'?

DJ OP what it do, baby? Killa Tone

Haha, finna go ahead and get it crunked up, you know I'm sayin'?

Houston, stand up, baby, yeah, yeah

It's Magno, man, I'm straight from Houston

Me droppin' whack shit? Man, I'm straight refusin'

That's the reason why my weight be movin'

You wanna hate you losin', this thang'll give your face contusions

In Miami, my dates be Cuban, my bodyguards Haitian

Okay, that's just in case anybody starts hatin'

We turn 'em into patients

They fam’ in the lobby or the hospital pacin'

I'm the thoedest, I'ma make you hear it

Since my rhymes give me cake, I'ma bake the lyrics

When I drop, first day crack a thousand, make the majors look

Usin' move they wife, open housin' hits they neighborhood

Sometimes it gets arousin' when a hater would

Tryin' to stop my shine or stunt my growth

Like I won't cock this nine or jump they folk

Then giggle with my feet up watchin' Jimmy Kimmel

Mag' thoed, but the rest be strackin'

I keep a gal and a side hoe like Jessie Jackson

I don't try to act hard like the rest be actin'

I'm a Greenspoint rookie still in vest be Jacklin

When I bust open the door it's like Nestle crackin'

What's up to Acres Home where them techs be crappin', holla

This the North, birds chirp and we spittin' raps

And we don't wear church shirts with a fitted cap

We on the block, tall tee with a doo-rag

Swangin' in that new Jag, trunk bangin' that new Mag'

I don't care, for the reputation this fool has

I'm just tryin' to rap with the dedication that Screw had

Now if y'all want DJ OP to play Deetha I

Y'all gotta get louder than that

They want ya Deetha, they want ya

Think you skatin' on this ice like the tongues of a dyke

They panties in my glass, bitches know what I like

I get ass in that Jag, scoot over for your friends

I got sucker twin at Mag', it's over for them

Fly if you like but I got hollow friends

That'll get deep inside you like you high off the life

Heinekein or Bud Light, I import my domestics

Make sure your ass is speedy, that's how we get down in Texas

Holdin' covers of the Vibe and the Source

I stroll through the hood, never married

Though I've been through divorce

Makeshift attitude, took a course on how to easy bake the dope

Dough risin' bitches got me in court

Half violent, half strivin' for some fuckin' import

That re-sample one that, that make you pay for the bag

And they ain't never ever gotta speak to this man

Never ever's too soon, I'd just assume be glad

How you feel? Fuck with ya and I'll pray for hope missin'

The good that spoke wisdom, pay the thug protection

My investment cop an Expedition

When rims spin around in these circles like gravity switchin'

Fuckin' pagin' that paper means we surely missin'

I got cash now, they kiss my black ass now

When the lights dim down they still spot the cash cow

Wildlife sellin' like some McDonald's hash browns

Haha, straight 'em up, mayn, that's how we do it

Wildlife Records 2004 and beyond, ya heard

Holla at ya boy, mayn, DJ OP, what it do, baby?

Killa Tone, holla at ya boy, mayn, we eatin' tracks for a snack