• Itz the azn niqqa fuc the rest,
    Dallas to New York jigga, we the best,
    Vietnam to Japan to Mongolia,
    Phillipines to Taiwan to Cambodia,
    Korea, ah ah, hometown China,
    Who you got huh?
    You got s**t ***** feel the size,
    It's A-Z-N better recognize.

    Got rice, bich? Got rice?
    Got sugar, got soup, got spice?
    Got brains like us? Got skills like us?
    Got cars, got clothes, got guys like us?
    What up we the shyt, we kill ya'll fools,
    We got money in the bank from our family jewels,
    Can we help it if we raid and corrupt the schools?
    It doesn't matter the law shyt, We break the rules,
    We jack cars, pop games, though we ain' no tools,
    Hoop it up, break it down then we shoot some pool,
    You fuc with me you fuc with all b***h, don't think it's cool,
    One on one? Fuc that, three on one no duels.

    Got rice bich? Got rice?
    Got anything you can show that's nice?
    Got cash, got moves, got thoughts like us?
    Hell no, You white you never like us,
    Take off your shoes when you enter please,
    or Crawl around the floor with your fuccing knees,
    Don't mind the smell you'll get used to it,
    Moth balls, fried squid, and Buddha shyt,
    What the hell is that? You think I don't see?
    No forks in the house, chopsticks only,
    Have taste don't be scared try the lemon tea,
    You don't want? That's alright now try to fuc with me.

    Got rice, bich? Got rice?
    Got luck anytime you roll the dice?
    Your luck is bad unless you run and hide,
    'Cause we're thugs for life baby, Asain pride...