[Intro: Trife Da God]
Yeah, Uh Uhh
Yeah, Live from Stapleton (My startin line-up) play ground,
Where the guns go off, (My startin line-up nigga)
Saturday night, (Uhh huh)
Live, (One of the illest shootin guards from the p's) It's real,
Trife Da God,
T.M.F Theodore nigga (Got my pick move goin down in the center)
Check me out, (Swattin everything)
It's like this yall.

[Trife Da God]
Ayo, You don't know pa, I got more JAZZ than UTAH,
Got HEAT like MIAMI if yall niggas take it too far,
I'm holdin weight, With a lot of WARRIORS in GOLDEN STATE,
Still pumpin KNICKS in NEW YORK, And got an open case,
GRIZZLY like them boys from MEMPHIS, Guns in they trenches,
Playin the benches, Quick to leave you soaked like denchers,
Ridin in the stolen Pinto, With black windows,
Bitches treat me like a KING when I'm in SACRAMENTO,
Blowin endo, BLAZIN like PORTLAND, Niggas extortin,
Pop you in your CLEVELAND CAV and fuck up the way you walkin,
Bird talkin like ATLANTA, Always move with the hammer,
Get CLIPPED in LA for wearin the wrong bandanas,
My TORONTO RAPTORS will clap you when you in Canada,
Yall niggas lack stamina, Get mopped like a janitor,
When them guns is needed, I got SUNS like PHENOX,
Twisted off a Grey Goose and their lungs stay weeded,
Blowin ROCKETS like HOUSTON when I cock it I'm shootin,
Lay a nigga down, Dig in his pockets and keep it movin,
Big spender, And my chain got more NUGGETS then DENVER,
Scrape you like the LAKERS doctors have to staple your center,
Hop out of manholes, Firein ammo like commandos,
My name aint Earvin but I work MAGIC like ORLANDO,
BUCK niggas like MILWALKEE, Your rap style's faulty,
Charge in like a CHICAGO BULL make niggas get up off me,
Gettin paper is a part of my nature, I can't help it,
Unselfish, Cause I'm seein green like the BOSTON CELTICS,
Overpower like the Twin Towers in San Ann, (Yeah nigga)
T.M.F ten million fans rush the stands,
They call me happy arm, Cause my hands off the richtor,
When I play dice, They think I'm from PHILLIE, Cause I'm a SIXER,
Get the picture, My TIMBERWOLVES will have you cornered,
Poppin them things, Bet you them slugs sting like a CHAROLETTE HORNET,
Trife Diesel.