Yeah, that brand new rebel I.N.S Back on the set, this is off the dial Shaolin style, hold on to something
Yo, S.I.N.Y. and what, hit 'em Hit 'em low, or gut, yes, us, Lexus And next trucks, flesh plush, land extras Cess, dust, whatever get you up
us, get crushed, next up Better luck, we off with jet thrust Under pressure, they can't the head rush Talk to me, go and take the walk me
Or yours truly, will screw you like a groupie War duty, I'ma call Suzy, tall cutie She'll do me a porn movie I burn thousand degrees, match me
You you out of my league, now how can that be? Son, you my lead, playin' the back seat Y'all ride like a taxi, it's like that we go
I roll fat, holdin' a (It's that) girl, blowin' my jack (Like that)
We in the mist of the noise (It's that) We big boys whippin' toys (Like that)
We up late, runnin' Jake (Like that) And still got to make (It's that)
now until we finish the game (Like that) The world gonna cherish the (It's that)
Downtown, blowin' my sound, blew out your Feel me, I did it for dough, this about rhymes Cash on delivery, not without mines Face tried to powder my shine, it's time
To politic, poppin' the clip, bust off the hot this, monstrous hit, and stop ya gossip I rep, you expect, I took a set back Crept back, nursin' my wounds, for get back
to bring the pain, make 'em say my name Rings have changed, shinin' like I'm Rhames Or King James, hustlin', I sling Sting lames, this money makin' change
I heads, push past the full macs Left for dead, by the wolf packs hoods, leathers with the wool hats Draw blood, don't even pull gats, it's that
Aiyo, y'all better kick your off And on in
I fat, holdin' a stash (It's that) girl, blowin' my jack (Like that)
We boys in the mist of the (It's that) We big boys whippin' them (Like that)
We up late, from Jake (Like that) And still got money to (It's that)
From now until we the game (Like that) The world gonna the name (It's that)
Aiyo, this is all for my metro card one cab niggaz Niggaz who walk and all the ladies Who stood on line in the with the bouncers Who let the thugs slide, on, come on
The streets watch, y'all gon get ya knocked The hot, bustin' til the beef stop not, our goal is to reach the top Knees drop, I light it up and shop
with better design, clever mind Verbal nine, light years, ahead of my time And I, with, criminals who talk shit We business, the blocks is our office
have come, few that could walk this Roam too far, catch like a cordless I'm off this, a broad, beyond gorgeous Gettin' lost, dippin' in twin Porsche's, it's that