[Intro: Hey, yeah, uh It's a over there, nah It's a party over here, Fuck bullshit...
I ain't no Peter Piper, but I'll pay Peter to ya Cause they got me by the and I can't risk it all Up in the spot, biscuit out and friskin all Rudebwoy don't make me lick off Me not the one you wan' off, see and Don't be brave, me the safe and you'll be safe, see and Cooperative... smart man blaow! Shoulda been like that from the start man Custom made truck, pop the trunk all wires 23-inch, all rims, no Gritty motherfucker, Feds can't us Got 'em all conceited, the way we 'em stuck up Nigga, I +R&B+ niggaz like That stand for 'Rob & niggaz once the R rush ya My ain't pumpin, no pressure The way we run up on you niggaz like parents, and undress ya
x2] It don't matter what I go Double-R's my, And when just, ain't, lookin good I'm a it be, all right
I'm only out for the cream, y'all know the scheme? (yup) Here's a tip, the tip of my gun holds a beam Roll the team, with the spinnin rims so it seems Like I'm movin when I speed Stomach's so empty my starvin could be the great Batman but I stick niggaz up so I be the best +Robin+ I don't respect the D's, make 'em call sergeant They call me Margarine; slide out the gutter, like I see stones glistenin, that don't mean nothin to me I be at home visitin and you ain't gon' like my company Standin on your and I'm not +Welcome+ I buy bullets but I don't 'em, I just make sure niggaz felt 'em Certain niggaz gotta feel 'em (yeah) at least I steal Long as he come up out his shit, at I won't peel May be bad but life all good Long as niggaz got that thing out and e'ything's all hood
I do my robberies like a book of matches, I light Might twice in one night, 'til my fire is lit If I don't got a gun I'm wirin shit - it I don't look at ice and shit, I'm thinkin how to make you up it And is it worth it? Shit, my pockets is And the only way I can sooth the is duke chain I ask myself, is platinum? Shit, the way I feel right now I'll take gold if I to I don't give a fuck about this party so don't me do it make me make this DJ lower this goddamn music Everybody runnin to they car cause you over the bar Look at everybody, havin a good time, don't make me go far I got a nigga on each corner a good reach on ya And I don't got the on me, so one move and they gon' leap on ya My clique keep the fumes strong ammonia Cause we go hard, the squad, the street owners