Yeah, yeah, what the fuck I worry about now? Nigga you after weatherin' the storm And comin' from the I came from You think I'ma call all the way and get
Nah nigga I'ma win if all this shit go out the window right now man I'm all too with this shit My I'm straight ya dig? Please believe that shit man hey
You can keep the car, the clothes, the and the hoes gimme a couple of O's, drop me off at the sto' And I'm straight hey shawty, I'm
Hey you can the dancers and the boppers The plexers and the Let me fill up my Impala, boy holla at my And I'm straight hey I'm straight
I couple of V's wit' the kits, MPV's on my wrist A lot of glamour and but shawty I don't need that My was a humble one, a hustler I'ma son of one Taught me how to number run, I went from that to one
Had a hundred ones, I bought a slab another one Sold my little three eighty east and said I another gun The littlest in the trap, and got it like some bubblegum Junkies on my stacks, sayin' I'm nuttin' but a young
Buck, niggaz say, Then he see me raise up Just wanna see the little boy wit' nuts Old niggaz whole face I spray the nigga's whole face up Wet the nigga the waist up
They try you and you pull a fall And then tell 'em don't play wit 'em I'm fourteen in the dope and don't care of catchin' no case bruh You can sell to me, that's
Another nigga that it's too for Hey wait bruh, bet any nigga from that? Who it all the day I bet he say he changed from
Hey you can keep the game and the fame, the and the lames Just gimme some cocaine and some wood I can And I'm straight hey, I'm straight
Hey you can keep the and the clowns, the throne and the crown Well-known in the town that I'm holdin' it So I'm straight hey shawty I'm
Okay now, now when I spit it, I spit it how I it Every verse I ever gave ya, it was fact, fiction I'ma Livin' Legend no stuntin', no You can check my track record, I'm respected
gangsta in the game, go ask Lil' Wayne Ask Judge Johnson, how many he saw my face For, 'pistol here, pistol there,' 'violation here, violation Betta ask Rank, I ran the jail I was there
I it down, where ever I go When I'm in the A the King, or in Detroit in the snow I'ma pro, it's movin' snow or movin' 'dro That's me and you, I can get it for the low
But that's nuttin', everybody say gotta story Mine on 'Larry King,' theirs is on At the end of the day, it seems to go away I The Heart of the Streetz that you pray
You can the car, the clothes, the money and the hoes gimme a couple of O's, drop me off at the sto' And I'm hey shawty, I'm straight
Hey you can keep the and the boppers The and the poppers Let me up my Impala, boy holla at my partners And I'm hey shawty I'm straight
Snowman bitch, I ride two It's a cold world, so I keep two I'm straight, you betta ask fact nigga you can just ask me me
A little over aggressive, yeah, I just be But half the niggaz in the hood like me damn You wonder why a nigga talk balls all day? You should try standin' around wit' balls all day
Somebody for me, I don't know nothin' else Why should I help you, when you tryin' to help yourself I in this game, fresh out the streets, yeah Who you kiddin' nigga, I put my life on these beats,
bein' broke, this a reality check While you mad at ya girl, ya betta check Gotta crawl 'fore you walk, you think before you talk Damn right gon' hate, 'cause them niggaz aren't straight
Hey you can the game and the fame, the haters and the lames gimme some cocaine and some wood I can slang And I'm hey, shawty I'm straight
Hey you can keep the and the clowns, the throne and the crown known in the town that I'm holdin' it down So I'm straight hey I'm straight
Say it do? Young Pimp C know what I'm talkin 'bout? Yeah, nigga want me to speak on some shit, know what I'm sayin'? On the cool young nigga T.I. jumped out there Said he was the of the south
He ruffled a whole lotta feathers But niggaz didn't really understand what the nigga was 'bout Y'know and uh so everybody had it but Me I understood from the get go that the nigga was tryin' to put In these stupid ass niggaz' faces
Was the fact that a whole bunch of kings down here And as as you takin' care of yo' business And doin' king shit you a What niggaz shoulda been tryin' to do Was to get close to the nigga And get understandin' about the type of game He was tryin' to put in these motherfuckin' ear holes
what I'm sayin'? So I'm back I'm watchin' the game from the sideline Know I'm talkin' 'bout? And I'm seein' all these ol' pussy ass out here Talkin' 'bout they this and they that, but they ain't doin' nothin'
'Cause they motherfuckin' ain't right I see them in the street, they diamonds fake Know what I'm 'bout? They ain't cut right, ya shit ain't right Shit cloudy and up, know what I'm talkin 'bout? And them niggaz talkin 'bout trill niggaz'
Don't even know the motherfuckin' word mean Know what I'm talkin 'bout? This comin' from the O.G. style Know what I'm 'bout? Not these ol' fake ass niggaz Tryin' to come on the scene later on and tryin' to take glory for some Some other niggaz paid dues for, what I'm talkin 'bout?
So this is what is, we Georgia and Texas together All you ol' bitch ass that ain't down wit' the play Move on to the side, all you old school like 'Pac say You flabby, lookin' like Larry Holmes Back yo bitch ass up and, and, and, and around for the south 'Cause it's our time to shine, know what I'm 'bout? Now let's do shit