Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We're renegades, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
We're renegades, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Hit me up man)

Bitch I'm from the nine, yo' hood ain't no realer
You the pussy ass nigga livin' next to the killer
I'm the killer that moved out of the block
And head back to the hood, when I'm movin' my rock
You can find me, on a dark road, dark clothes
Yay in the console and God knows I make grip off blow
Shit, I could get rich off blows
My nation affiliation, pitch forks I've chose
What the fuck you gon' do? We bang back hammers
I'm a six point star, in a gray bandanna
I'd die for this, nigga you rhyme for this
Pussy I ride for this, and did time for this
That's why I'm convinced, you fear that I'm convicted
Until elevens in soaps, and some gangsta shit, man
Guess who gorillas leave tats in fragments
Two shots through your cabbage, and gas from Ca$h

Pussy niggas always talkin' that shit
What you flaggin', who you bangin' with? (I don't give a fuck)
You can live in the hood and shit
But remember who you bangin' with (I don't give a fuck)
Pussy niggas talkin' all that shit
What you flaggin' and you bangin' with? (I don't give a fuck)
You can live in the hood and shit
But remember who you bangin' with ('cause I don't give a fuck)

Tip our levels and scarce piece, a meal beast
We'll creep one deep, slump seat, dump heat
Niggas scream fuck me, he lucky, when I blast it
I left respect enough for an open casket
Way to go Ca$his, boost up my ego
Let loose, out sunroof with my eagle
Folk of the century, rollin' with peoples
The omen the sequel, the morgue, they will see you
Close kin, Molotov close to no skin
His mama pretends that she doesn't know him
I'm the reason, for the whole "Say No" slogan
Doped in, folkin', Loc'ed if provokin'
Got a brand new thing, with the scope in
Leave your family with the wake for hostin'
I'll collect enough snow 'til my hands The Aspens
I'm the realest nigga 'round here, ask for Ca$his folk

Pussy niggas always talkin' that shit
What you flaggin', who you bangin' with? (I don't give a fuck)
You can live in the hood and shit
But remember who you bangin' with (I don't give a fuck)
Pussy niggas talkin' all that shit
What you flaggin' and you bangin' with? (I don't give a fuck)
You can live in the hood and shit
But remember who you bangin' with ('cause I don't give a fuck)

Loadin' the cup, folk, loadin' it up tote
Hang fire up, I choke from the gun smoke
That's on the boss man, my Nina Ross came
Place gangbangers into a coffin
This is renegades, Rick not really paid
Gave Ca$h pistols, now they milli' sprayed
Full bricks of raw, nigga, that's really weight
While my workers fallin', now that's really cake
Give it right back to 'em, watch it regenerate
I'm a degenerate black bandit, livin' ape
Niggas dig in they pockets like DJ's dig in crates
If you cuttin' my profits, you gon' in to dish some cake
Heckler Koch in glass and vodka
I'm the independent kingpin, cocaine Koch
Fo' thieve, blow weed, plus sold O-Z
A nigga never son me, I was born OG, fo'

Pussy niggas always talkin' that shit
What you flaggin', who you bangin' with? (I don't give a fuck)
You can live in the hood and shit
But remember who you bangin' with (I don't give a fuck)
Pussy niggas talkin' all that shit
What you flaggin' and you bangin' with? (I don't give a fuck)
You can live in the hood and shit
But remember who you bangin' with ('cause I don't give a fuck)

"Ayy, yo, Alchemist!
Let's play 'em some of that new Stat Quo shit, man"

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Ramone Johnson, Ricky Parham