Hey, what's up with partner, he live, where he stay at? Where the ice, the bread, where the cake at? I'm telling you man you want it with dem boyz of them got felonies man!
I'ma slap me a nigga, before over with I'ma rush me a nigga, before it's over Duct me a nigga, before it's over with I'ma bust me a nigga, it's over with
I'm sick and I'm tired of always asking bout mine If I'm cockin' that iron, I'm telling you I'm them signs I move fast forward, I ain't got no to rewind I react of instinct, I ain't no time
I came a long way from peddlin' Block recognized the gansta and he up my Showed me the recipe and other grams I Home ain't a without a arm and hammer box
Shit, Jeezy just be being on that Got them pre-teen numbers I like, R. Kelly Lotta they be claimin' the spot But we the only that still represent it like mascots
So ask not why my is shitty Step aside why a real nigga the city, huh From my block to block niggas know me They that ole reppin' ass niggas a O.G.
We use to rock flip-flops, tube with gold teeth And a flip flop with gold shoes on all they feet Please believe we ain't no games But I will take a charge, you try to drive my
Plus I gotta donkey dick to the broads in sane I'm a street cat, shit you I'm hard to tame
Hey, whats up with partner, where he live, he stay at? Where the ice, where the bread, the cake at? I'm telling you man you don't it with dem boyz Everyone of got felonies man!
I'ma slap me a nigga, before over with rush me a nigga, before it's over with Duct tape me a nigga, before over with I'ma bust me a nigga, it's over with
I'm a gansta muthafucka if you ever one Black cap nigga and some Air Force One's Hey and I'm so don't set trip .45 hitcha make whole chest split
Sleepy Brown nigga I can't grand round my neck like bait Hey and keep thinking its from my hood know Jeezy is crazy
And I playin' witcha motherfuckers Shoot of y'all make y'all niggas blood brothers And I'm so sincere, I ain't playing witcha niggas this Hey, we gone rob dem N Da Hood
please, I'll kill a muthafucks 'bout Jody Breeze Yeah nigga, that's the truth, Big Dee Big Duke I'll shoot
Hey, what's up with partner, he live, where he stay at? Where the ice, the bread, where the cake at? I'm you man you don't want it with dem boyz Everyone of them got man!
I'ma me a nigga, before it's over with I'ma rush me a nigga, before over with Duct tape me a nigga, it's over with I'ma bust me a nigga, it's over with
I'm tellin' you man I be on dem corners No Range, no man Range no rims left they neck in da pain And put the silencer on the tip man
Pressure blank like a sexual change And splitcha head down the middle like a man Hard to hard coat exposin' the 4 though I tote gun I don't rob no more
Now here I go on the patio with a flat screwdriver Prying on the side door in a gat proof liner Calm but I'm open they act I'm do something Quite it's going on em with a Mac 11, 2 rifle
Pistol, pumps, switch and Pistol grips, smoked clips, nighsticks and No myth, I'm him fucka get Now get in da mist we suggest you ride
Hey, up with partner, where he live, where he stay at? the ice, where the bread, where the cake at? I'm telling you man you want it with dem boyz Everyone of got felonies man!
I'ma slap me a nigga, before over with I'ma me a nigga, before it's over with tape me a nigga, before it's over with I'ma bust me a nigga, it's over with
Well, I'm the youngest in the boy Try me like a bitch and I'll betcha be the first to punch you in ya shit Y'all just talking, y'all niggas ain't ready Y'all niggas don't want of dis
y'all out spending 100's on your necks Spending 100's on your wrist, spending on your rims I'm on da block spending 100's on Sending 100's to the J gotta 100 more
Fake get killed round here It's real in the field betta get it how you And if not cock back atcha cock suckers Muthafucka in fact I
'Cause the that I roll with and blow dro with Fuck hoes with outta control Realer in bumpin' Chevy's with Mac 11's holdin' it Ready to put seven off in belly boy
Hey, what's up with partner, he live, where he stay at? Where the ice, where the bread, the cake at? I'm you man you don't want it with dem boyz Everyone of got felonies man!
I'ma slap me a nigga, before it's with I'ma rush me a nigga, before it's over Duct tape me a nigga, before it's with I'ma me a nigga, before it's over with