nikkas I played beyblade and yugioh with grew up to be shooters
Shooters I knew them when they was babies, I used to test them
Make em throw up they hands, choke 'em out playing wrestling
Watch em grow to a man, I see them now they repping
But they cold-blooded, homie, wondering where the respect went
Can't play with these little nikkas, gangsta little nikkas
Can't hang with these little nikkas, they're killing, they're reckless