[Dave] Ya better bring your vest, 16 when you fucking wit Bing You can try to be smooth in between, or you can scream Sound wack, the crowd won't bounce to that And you'll be fucking up the crew, changin' the mood And that's rude, and my thugs wanna eat ya food Drink ya milkshake, after that, shitfaced And let ya nniggas know you been a cornball from the get-go The day you blow Shaq, make all his free throws Let 'em go, bring the fuck fast or slow Even put it in ya ass if you tell me so Toe to toe, you can lose your deal and your ho Now it's hard to pay your car note and buy you some smoke And send ya man some commonsary, now he's startin' to worry Sayin' "Stay away from Bing and 118 They really put it down, really put niggas in the ground" And ya really lucky if ya only gotta be down