Naturally

Yuh, yuh, yuh
Whole gang like
Oh yeah, get 'em (Oh yeah, get 'em)
We're going to go hunting (We're going to go hunting)
Oh yeah, oh-oh (Oh yeah, oh-oh)
We're going to go hunting (We're going to go hunting)

Uh, Atilla the Hun
I [?], boutta killa the pun
We don't get ready but when we get out the lung
Fifty percent of the time not even on my side of the phone
I been an oasis and I been my Osmosis Jones
The scowl on your faces, the muscle keep on wearin' your [?]
Hood nigga racist, I finally [?] his term
Cancel trip on 'em, I left him more than kids in the dorm, huh
Showin' off the chrome and the gold belt buckle (Gold belt buckle, gold belt buckle)