[Intro: Hey, yeah, uh a party over there, nah It's a over here, yeah that bullshit...
I no Peter Piper, but I'll pay Peter to pipe ya they 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 bloodclaat off Me not the one you take off, see and Don't be brave, show me the safe and be safe, see and Cooperative... smart man Blaow blaow! Shoulda been that from the start man Custom made truck, pop the trunk all wires 23-inch, all rims, no Gritty motherfucker, Feds touch us Got 'em all conceited, the way we leave 'em up Nigga, I +R&B+ niggaz Usher That stand for 'Rob & niggaz once the R rush ya My heart ain't pumpin, no The way we run up on you niggaz like your parents, and ya
x2] It don't matter what I go my, life And when shit just, ain't, good I'm a make it be, all
I'm only out for the cream, y'all wanna know the (yup) a tip, the tip of my gun head holds a beam Roll with the team, with the rims so it seems Like I'm movin when I speed Stomach's so my chest starvin Y'all could be the great Batman but I niggaz up so I be the best +Robin+ I don't respect the D's, make 'em call they They me Margarine; slide out the gutter, like butter I see your glistenin, that don't mean nothin to me I be at home visitin and you ain't gon' like my company Standin on your doormat and I'm not I buy bullets but I don't sell 'em, I just make sure niggaz 'em Certain niggaz gotta feel 'em (yeah) at least I don't 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 thing out and e'ything's all hood
I do my robberies a book of matches, I light shit Might twice in one night, 'til my fire is lit If I don't got a gun I'm wirin - fuck 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 the pain is duke chain I ask myself, is platinum? Shit, the way I right now I'll take 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 goddamn Everybody to they car cause you slumped over the bar Look at everybody, havin a good time, don't me go that far I got a nigga on each corner with a reach on ya And I don't got the heat on me, so one and they gon' leap on ya My clique keep the fumes strong ammonia Cause we go hard, Double-R's the squad, the owners