This is a song about "Smack the shit"

But he don't rule a thing

Now i'm lay the smack down, no wrestling

They don't know about the meth, and the smack and the dope,

A nigga just got paid and we still was broke

Nigga don't give a fuck, that's that wolf gang swagger

Fuckin' beat the shit out of him, watch 'em talk smack after,

Fuck i'll smack a bitch, half of this rappin' shit ain't happening,

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Black sneakers. black tops. talking smack while the smack drops

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

So smack this bitches with your fist, oh sorry your dead !!! okay leave me for that shit

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

Bullet battles the barrel then smack. you're face will crack,