What is your name?

Yo, yo, niggas ask why I use my glock
'cause it's 2003, motherfucker, I refuse to box
I'm true to block, strip you for your shoes and socks
Remove your watch, yo I'm gonna have to lose your top
I'm from a place where chunk heads and zombies dwell
And niggas keep they heat blazin' like Bonzi Wells
Don't ever talk to a nigga like I'm one of your kids
'cause I'll cock back the mag and pop one in your ribs
So homeboy, keep runnin' your jibs, I'm gonna run in your crib
Pistol whip you right in front of your wiz
My nigga, that's how it is, I get it, just how I live
'cause me without a gun is like Queens without the bridge
Classic cut, this is how an O.G. live
Lamp in village, and still get heard with no spins
This is Trife Diesel, New York's backbone, back home
Black blown, it's Theodore, nigga, fuck your wack stones