Well, I'm just tell you We ain't that talking homeboy, we'll do it And all that acting you doing, we see it Fuck hollering and screaming get to it, let's get to it
Now I say my rap the enemy Passion and energy Y'all talk about killing, it surprise me Tripping a nigga, don't judge me wisely
But I 'bout to holler or scream at you You can look in my eyes and tell I'd do I'm a charge at niggas and you know I'm But goddammit, nigga this one for you
I know how it go, I been out there before Heard it's goddamn to blow Stomping niggas down till they want no more Trying to get some Polo's out the store
gone, some just can't let it go I might laugh and joke but I'll let a nigga I'm the same from 84 And I do it in the aftershow
And I don't like to feel like I'm being I ain't bullet-proof, plenty nigga done But I damn sho' ain't finna go and I got one on me and I'm to ride
I trying to say I got all the game I got but a million I can't claim So respect me playa and I'll do the But one is guaranteed to have the best aim
Well, I'm just tell you We ain't that talking homeboy, we'll do it And all that you doing, we see through it Fuck hollering and let's get to it, let's get to it
The has begun your business playa Devoted to the game and Cut-throat ways will get you paid in Pull a rabbit out the hat trick, magical
it's like a porn flick Umm, imagine having so big It makes you look a pig Get your big
You remind me of with your fat nose Stuck in your pose and thread bed that Lame your game, put it all on the table Got your label and your cars And your bodyguard hard
Throwing cheese, for them rats its snacks I'm like a egg bout' to hatch, Tony, horny, I'm suckers looking like busters I'd for the kings and queens of my motherfucking team
Spark in the night, umm, we to fight Haters, come and say shit Dammit these fools gonna have to us together How the fuck, you want it, get to it, Swats
Well, I'm gonna tell you We ain't 'bout that homeboy, we'll do it And all that you doing, we see through it Fuck hollering and let's get to it, let's get to it
The streets making you feel a real G But we Georgia finest, our Fulton County You still putting thangs up in your 'Cause you been pacifired, since you was
All your life in school, the reason Why you couldn't nothing? Runt, at the age of 18 Books no longer hold attention span Short term but you can enough count that green
Something you just coach sing it, bring it I usually caught me at least one a game You can only phanthom pain, I have to
But don't let me get on a case of this Leak to my heart, elevate to my Make you wanna walk that You'd swim motherfucker 'Cause don't float, you are what you eat
See you remind of goat I had by the hairs of his chinny-chin-chin Curbing over some rice, you can't do shit Might as well hit the shift
Somewhere at or Burger King Grab a taste or spill, over some hairs, cares And we do assholes that grip leather
Well, I'm just gonna you We 'bout that talking homeboy, we'll do it And all that you doing, we see through it Fuck and screaming let's get to it, let's get to it
I used to out, smoke out, fuck out, bang out Run your wrong, got your front tooth took out On the spot with no heads, no legs, no feet Left em' out in the open that ass out for weeks
Never speaking, busting, brains Berettas brought the back and forth action, snatch it up, load it up Hit the door, gotta call, yo' he at the
it all, hit 'em one, two, three times I was scared the first But liked the and third him hollering and screaming
Dreaming for another to live Had it up but today its mine Bust your ass one more For the on the grind, so go and hide
Well, I'm just gonna you We ain't that talking homeboy, we'll do it And all acting you doing, we see through it Fuck hollering and let's get to it, let's get to it