In the streets I'm game I can't you, no no All up in my bigness I on the low low
Say they really really mess with you no mo' Closest people to you So I be rollin'
I'm on the low low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be rollin'
I'm on the low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be rollin' I'm on the low
Mo' money mo' problems What biggy said it look it true Used to be my But now I'm payed so tryna sue My garage got My look like a zoo
finger up for the haters Hope the hater isn't you Super cool, real cool You can like you gotta friend But I ain't my money counter And the reason I count again You saw the (Yeah)
I'm Thinking everybody wanna take my take my money out my account 'Cause my bank teller get motion and forth, b-back and forth From in the or right back in court
car built like a tank And my built like a fort Let's go to war, I ain't bush I promise I'm gone be prepared I ain't trusting my weapon either And the reason I keep a spare
In the streets I'm peepin' I trust you, no no All up in my bigness I on the low low
Say they really really mess with you no mo' Closest to you hate So I be rollin'
I'm on the low low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be solo
I'm on the low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be rollin' I'm on the low
I hangin' with none of ya'll Outcast [unverified] Win the thing Guard the And all of you gon out
If you like it then peace out Look and I see doubt I been to get to the presidents Like barrack is on dial Yeah it's all me now
Don't want ya and don't ya You don't grind and get to the And you ain't I won't feed ya I hangin' with no hater
No faker, no I knew it big and say they did And tryna take my like stole visa If it's at the top
(Top) I'd rather be the closest people to ya The who guna do ya wrong me for a broad I promise I will lose no sleep jenny crank can be your freak But my bank gone stay obese
In the I'm peepin' game I can't you, no no All up in my bigness I on the low low
Say they really really mess with you no mo' Closest to you hate So I be solo
I'm on the low low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be solo
I'm on the low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be rollin' I'm on the low
I be, lower than low Light another I'm smoking the dro Choking, looking, provoke him And a drunk get popped and I'll open the do Lungs full of smoke that slower than slow
Feel like I'm trapped and nowhere to go So I, pull out the bazooka (Blah) Put a fuckin' hole in the Luda, I'm so dope wid the Trunk fulla speakers, fulla [unverified]
How much would a wood chuck If a wood chuck could chuck on the wheel Turn it it Blow stack I it earned it another [unverified]
Pull tram Light blunt it burn it it up my flow, I changed it up Everybody grab gats
And hold em, load, em Lock em, em And aim it up it up Off in the sky Catch me rollin' off in the
26 em defenseless 45 always tucked in the Open your See me
'Cause I winning And these keep losing Plus I'm, the pimp of the Playas is and hos is choosing
Look at all the hos you look at all the game I got And you can me creepin' on the low low ridin' solo, beatin' the block
In the I'm peepin' game I trust you, no no All up in my mayne I on the low low
Say really really fake mess with you no mo' Closest to you hate So I be rollin'
I'm on the low low on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be solo I'm on the low
on the low low on the low low I be rollin', I be rollin' I'm on the low