Intro/Chorus:
  
  Somebody told me that this rap shit was fun
  You get to smoke weed and hold big guns
  Stand on stage rockin your Timbs wit your sons
  That's bullshit, yo I'm out to get these funds
  
  Verse One: 8-Off Aguilar
  
  Yo, yo, somebody told me that threw a hotter joint dies
  Could he see it? EPMD, Aguilar, recognise
  Niggas was stuck on Diggy before Biggie and Nas
  Test guy reported in The Source, even thought about "Best Buys"
  My 12-bar Count Dracula wit lyrics spectacular
  Sippin out of Coke and he's drinkin *?terror dacquras?* and chrome
  backwards
  Challenge any woman, balls nothing, rock the hardest
  Racoons rap with your soloists if ??? ??? artist
  Puttin it down on the day 9000, that's a cell with stories to tell
  Off those cells we're livin well
  In the '9-8-Off, country club plink off
  While you're way off, check all systems, it's time we take off
  
  Chorus (x2)
  
  Verse Two: Nocturnal
  
  Guns with banana clips, two Rolexes to master whips
  A .45 under my armpit
  Another one in the glove compartment
  Money startin shit, brand new shoes on spank shit
  Tek 9's, after parties with mad dimes
  Bitches twist the vine, I'm high and the moon's mine
  We're out to get mines, on a regular
  On the south, probably took the dreaded predator's pirate treasure
  In the crib I bought the leather, plus a movie screen
  so my team can play Sega plus *?the gods in Vegas?*
  An ounce of weed in every type of flavor
  Bank accounts wit fat paper, a major player cos....
  
  Chorus
  
  Verse Three: Das EFX
  
  HIGGITY-HARDCORE, sewer rats keep it raw
  Beach houses and more, puffin weed on Seymour
  Pliggity-plush carpets cover floors, on bus tours
  Chrome .44's, diggity-diamonds on paws
  All my slick cats above the laws, higgity-hide records in stores
  HIT SQUAD, second world tour
  Kiggity-cameras compass on doors, signin autographs
  After, ???? ????, where?, In corridors
  Figgity-fuck walls, I'm buildin, splittin Dutches spillin
  Chillin until these pilgrims start ice grillin
  Figgity-frontin hard like a villian, Das EFX'll make a killin
  and grab the cheese up like Sicilians cos......
  
  Chorus (x2)
  
  Outro: Skoob
  
  Got the funds
  This rap shit was fun, kid
  We hold big guns, diamond gyms and Timbs and all that