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