We do it like this the A-T-L All the way to the 305 MIA Cocaine capital, Yeah, the N Da Hood
The bizness is The pussy I keep in my The niggas watchin' They I'll be rockin' my watches
G's knockin' know I'll be shootin' to spot 'em The Boyz N Da distribute the product
My get slizzard I'm smokin' and in Pradas a 9 to 5 We gone just do we gotta
I'm in the thang Everything is proper come to close 'Cuz I'm subject to [Incomprehensible] my
We in the streets, in the Who got the weed, got the I got a keys eat, fuck wit me
You don't want to see me pissed off, until my dicks off, Boyz N Da Hood Nigga, this is ruff
Now I a lot of ice 'cuz I'm keepin' it slum Six at the bottom, lockin', keep 'em in tone Crack rock cocaine, we keep where I'm from You believe me, nigga, come and see where I'm from
Keep 2 or 3 dug deep in my bum The police to keep the concrete on my palm But I got to do And I got bricks to move,
But y'all are for 4 mil You can get for 2 nigga and try to play me And I'm gone put yo ass in baby shoes And I don't the ones that your babies use
I know I talk my niggas a lot But I too Give me to nut up about And me shoot you
I woke 6 in the mornin' get paid, fuck moanin' and groanin' Hit the block, get the rollin', rollin' By the time our pockets is swollen, swollen
I about 6 in the mornin' Gotta get paid, fuck moanin' and Hit the block, get the truck rollin', By the night time our pockets is swollen,
dust to dawn, we stay posted up in project homes Keep a plastic tone, want it bring it on We'll creep up in yo home, by yo bitches thongs Say you's a gorilla, say what happened to Kong
We real play makers and is not ESPN Welcome to the gutter, now watch the shit begin Ain't no fuckin' Jack but I'm bakin' cakes Plus my triple, what that fag makes
Fuckin' just to awake, makin' sure I never stumble Granted till my bank statement look social security numbers Call us cookie monsters, makin' niggas crumble Catch a digit jersey number if you fumble
I'm gone tote the lock and load till you hear that bow Take my time, my mind like I'm [Incomprehensible] Got a slang, baby, you can tell, ain't it
You can kill too, a lot of us got feds at us Still keep a kitchen in the midst of the caine On the way, the crack smell the intermission
Triple hand held hanksty Got some caine stain colored on the nail Chrome black dished up til I [Incomprehensible] Saw him walk a thin line but not a fat red
I'm gone rap for these packed Gats crack, sex and blacks that want to stack mils Smokin' on the purple Runnin' in yo house ramblin' wondering where the is at
Hoes in the third, still where the purses at Phone in Atlanta, ring the family where they at 6:45 am, great, got the bacon soda I'm cookin' pancakes, that's
I'm from nigga, I'm the man Take him out, break him down like a lap I playin', I got hella choppers Call my then they got helicopters, that's right like my old job but a lil' different, what
I used to work at churches But now I my chicken to my own kitchen A fork and a glass pocket Try to rob if you want get ya ass
I woke 6 in the mornin' get paid, fuck moanin' and groanin' Hit the block, get the truck rollin', By the time our pockets is swollen, swollen
I woke 6 in the mornin' Gotta get paid, fuck moanin' and Hit the block, get the rollin', rollin' By the night our pockets is swollen, swollen