[Intro: Hey, yeah, uh a party over there, nah It's a party here, yeah that bullshit...
I ain't no Piper, but I'll pay Peter to pipe ya Cause got me by the balls; 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 blaow! Shoulda been that from the start man Custom truck, pop the trunk it's all wires 23-inch, all rims, no Gritty motherfucker, can't touch us Got 'em all conceited, the way we leave 'em up Nigga, I +R&B+ niggaz Usher That for 'Rob & Bang' niggaz once the R rush ya My heart ain't pumpin, no The way we run up on you niggaz like parents, and undress ya
x2] It don't what I go through Double-R's my, And when just, ain't, lookin good I'm a make it be, all
I'm out for the cream, y'all wanna know the scheme? (yup) Here's a tip, the tip of my gun head holds a with the team, with the spinnin rims so it seems Like I'm movin when I speed Stomach's so empty my starvin Y'all could be the great Batman but I stick niggaz up so I be the +Robin+ I respect the D's, make 'em call they sergeant They me Margarine; slide out the gutter, like butter I see your stones glistenin, don't mean nothin to me I be at your home visitin and you ain't like my company Standin on your and I'm not +Welcome+ I buy bullets but I don't sell 'em, I just make sure niggaz 'em Certain niggaz gotta feel 'em (yeah) at I don't steal as he come up out his shit, at least I won't peel May be bad but life all good Long as niggaz got that out and e'ything's understood all hood
I do my robberies a book of matches, I light shit Might strike in one night, 'til my fire is lit If I don't got a gun I'm wirin shit - it I look at ice admirin and shit, I'm thinkin how to make you up it And is it it? Shit, my pockets is hurtin And the only way I can sooth the is duke chain I ask myself, is that Shit, the way I feel right now I'll gold if I have to I don't give a fuck about this party so make me do it Don't make me make this DJ lower this music Everybody runnin to car cause you slumped 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 heat on me, so one move and gon' leap on ya My clique keep the fumes strong like Cause we go hard, Double-R's the squad, the street