text: Yeah, yeah, yeah , rrah
  Old school players to new school fools
  Kast keep it jumping like kangaroos
  Well skew it on the bar-b, we aint tryin to lose
  Say, Ill be goddamned if they done changed the rules
  Old school players to new school fools
  Kast keep it jumping like kangaroos
  Well skew it on the bar-b, we aint tryin to lose
  Say, Ill be goddamned if they done changed the rules
  The common denominator, the nigga numerator
  Never know who the hater, niggas cater to your ego
  Im sorry like Atari, whos the cousin to Coleco
  Vision, caught a RICO, back on the street like Chico
  DeBarge, he large and got a Lac in the garage
  Few parts here and there, I declare hard
  My Lord, one at Clark, one at Spelman
  Both know each other and its cool, you can tell when
  He step off in the party, women jump for joy
  But all the wild niggas scheming, they gon jump the boy
  For spittin all that bourgeoi, My watch, my car
  Im a star, Id rather be a comet by far 
  Old school players to new school fools
  Kast keep it jumping like kangaroos
  Well skew it on the bar-b, we aint tryin to lose
  Say, Ill be goddamned if they done changed the rules
  Old school players to new school fools
  Kast keep it jumping like kangaroos
  Well skew it on the bar-b, we aint tryin to lose
  Say, Ill be goddamned if they done changed the rules
  Deliver this through your audio, ghetto mafioso
  Grow hydro, then bag it up slow
  Price that, longevity suggest make moves slow
  Take time, grow eight, react nine, blow
  Hydro slide raw like fuck Ronaldo
  Fly ride, though, shit lookin wild dope
  Then glide, yo, flippin the page, I go
  Watch five-o, jump on my meat, ride slow
  Watch those undercovers, cop those, rock those
  Glock blows, leave em baggy and collect, spot closed
  Keep a watch froze, lean on the yacht, wash clothes
  Let the chop blow, bag a half a block, plot grows, what?
  Old school players to new school fools
  Kast keep it jumping like kangaroos
  Well skew it on the bar-b, we aint tryin to lose
  Say, Ill be goddamned if they done changed the rules
  Old school players to new school fools
  Kast keep it jumping like kangaroos
  Well skew it on the bar-b, we aint tryin to lose
  Say, Ill be goddamned if they done changed the rules
  Boy, I bust raps like D-boys bust gats, shit
  We the type of people that dont bury the axe
  Or the hatchet, every time we see your link, we snatch it
  Ridin round our hood talkin that dumb shit, your cabbage
  Is cracked like plumbers ass and summers grass
  I been in the game for a minute, seen some suckas like yall passin
  Thinkin youre light skinned, aight then, lil boy why you frightened?
  The Dungeon Family gon be here, nigga, so keep writing
  I gotta hit The Source, I need my other half a mic
  Because that Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik was a classic, right
  College Park, East Point and Decatur they got my back, so
  We gon keep on jammin and stabbin off in the track, I
  Think its time to bungee, but buddy we will be back
  And Im fin to put some Ds on the Lac, know dat 
  Old school players to new school fools
  Kast keep it jumping like kangaroos
  Well skew it on the bar-b, we aint tryin to lose
  Say, Ill be goddamned if they done changed the rules
  Old school players to new school fools
  Kast keep it jumping like kangaroos
  Well skew it on the bar-b, we aint tryin to lose
  Say, Ill be goddamned if they done changed the rules
  Old school players to new school fools
  Kast keep it jumping like kangaroos
  Well skew it on the bar-b, we aint tryin to lose
  Say, Ill be goddamned if they done changed the rules
  Old school players to new school fools
  Kast keep it jumping like kangaroos
  Well skew it on the bar-b, we aint tryin to lose
  Say, Ill be goddamned if they done changed the rules