Yeah, I'm a some of this real game Some real shit, some talk Na, na, whoa, oh,
Ugh, check my watch, check my It's and plain, the Chevy wit the blew out brains As I and mash, count this cash Floss and flash, cop and blow a zip wit
Since is big in Texas then where's the zag's? I'm the finish line, tell me where's the flags? Brought my rag top, should have the Jag On the me and Beesh, look at all this ass
I could tell you stories but can you cash Give you game and secrets that I you'll pass To the next playa hater and break like glass Now I got a bunch of people digging' my pads
So I choose to 'cause who's the boss, let's ink it It's Richie Rich for those who re-think it Some yell it and tell it, I blow it and smoke it and it spend tokens wit my people who sell it, what?
I can show you than I can tell ya I can show you better than I can ya I can show you better I can tell ya But really nothin' though But really nothin' though
I could show you dirty deep up in them corners mayne What's the I could bend the block and make it than a Forman grill I got the keys to the Caprice I could show you mother snitches straight to Belize
Now low, fa sho', conspiracy and parole I could show you cats doin' time over a ho I could show you poor and happy, or rich one's that lose they I could show you dime pieces in fashion design
I could show you streetlights and beak hotels I could show you cats gettin' popped wit yayo Down to do what I gotta do to the man in me And from the looks of thangs the popo's ain't me
The original scale reader The pedigree who be stackin' his Velveeta I show you boss stuntin' so fuckin' disgustin' I could show you rapper's frontin' but it's really nothin'
I can you better than I can tell ya I can show you better I can tell ya I can show you better than I can ya But really nothin' though But it's nothin' though
I could show you, I could you and teach you I know you and where you from, I understand it This been goin' on dog, it's no end is like a bullet in your back from a close friend
Disappointed to the point where I'm by myself knowin' where I'm goin' start to wonder myself, yeah Money was a necessity, my greed got the of me You think you Uncle B, who got the recipe?
I'm it's nothin', I say it sincerely, and speakin' clearly I'd you respect me than fear me I came a long way and still I got a to go You thinkin' to yourself, "What's he smilin' for?"
My dog Bash about to be platinum his thang So if you hate him for it, boy you and know it We takin' this money, big bundles of I'm like a whole 'nother person it come to this skrill
I can show you better than I can ya I can show you than I can tell ya I can you better than I can tell ya But it's really nothin' But it's really though
I can you better than I can tell ya I can you better than I can tell ya I can show you than I can tell ya But it's really nothin' But it's really though