Man, y'all know what the f*** it is.
Big Bloodhound, Jeffery.
Q50, get the f***ing wheel.
We slidin' or what?
Let’s go.

Got the switch on the Glock, make a b****** run
If we pull up on your block, then you know that we won
Bloodhound for the life, yeah we do it for fun
Keep a hundred in the drum, yeah we ain't ever done.

I’m a demon in the trenches, yeah I’m huntin' for the score
Leave 'em leakin' on the pavement, then we back for some more
Talkin' s*** on the 'Net? Put his face on the floor
I’m the youngest with the stripes, b**** I’m winnin' this war.
Opp block lookin' ghost, yeah they hidin' in the house
See a hound in the street, now he quiet as a mouse
I’m a king in the Raq, puttin' fire to the drought
If he trippin' on the gang, we gonna shut up his mouth.

F**** the law, we be hittin' every turn
Play with fire in the field, yeah you bound to get burned
I don't care 'bout the fame, it’s the respect that I earned
Lesson number one today, yeah you better have learned.
Fifty shots to his chest, leave 'em cold in the rain
I’m a monster for the Hounds, I don't feel any pain
Every hit that we take, yeah it’s fuelin' the flame
Lil Jeff, b****, yeah they knowin' the name.

Yeah, stay in your lane.
We the ones they f***ing fear.
Long live the Reaper.