My potna gave me dollar, put me in the game I been slangin' weed then I moved up to Pushin' dem bouldas, dem quarters I got 'em 2 for 3, God dammit, I'm a
in weight from state to state Niggaz ridin' dirty on my phone, it's UGK C said, "P, what's really goin' on?" I said, "What's really happenin?" He said, "I gotta pocket of stones"
Now P, be dat new kid on the 36 OZ's choppin' up rocks in my shop And label me a deala, just anotha hard nigga Rest in peace to 2Pac and the of y'all thug niggas
Playaz hookin' up, tryin' to work Sendin' work FedEx to UPS trucks Now P lavish, caviar and cabbage Peppers and beans and grits and
Down hustlin', ballin', slangin' Niggaz teamin' up, some niggaz gang Used to drink 40s, now mo whet Used to roll cutlass, now it's Benz's and
Beckett on my fingaz, watches Hoes on the block, bounce that ass, I mean pussy Label me an alien, like Outkast 'Cause I made my from the ghetto and I did it fast
'Cause I'm 'bout it, y'all know I'm Ask Big Mo and John if y'all doubt it Hooked up 8-ball and MJG we tryin' to get a meal ticket from these streets
Tryin' to get a meal Tryin' to get a meal to get a meal ticket Tryin' to get a ticket
Tryin' to get a ticket Tryin' to get a ticket Tryin' to get a meal to get a meal ticket
8-ball and MJG, side representin' A nigga came to these hoes can't touch my pimpin' Mobbin' the swamp, P and me and G and UGK Somethin' that a muthafucka fuck, what these say?
'Cause we each be lookin for meal tickets, witches me crazy Lady, can I yo' baby? Honey, call me the Shady, maybe Construct the thinkin', we're turnin' to duckies No laws save me a slice of meat up in my grave
Captain save 'em, pay 'em, you get to lay 'em Got a real nigga's job, so damn hard to play 'em Weigh em, no me, cause that's what they gon' pay me Pimpin' ain't baby, just ask MJG
Who be I? MJG, he be me but if I was he And you was I, who you see? One of us is just That ya hungry, I do it only, pertainin' bustas Fakes, and phonies, about that money, where my
Tryin' to get a meal Tryin' to get a meal Tryin' to get a meal to get a meal ticket
Tryin' to get a meal Tryin' to get a meal Tryin' to get a ticket to get a meal ticket
Cocaine lady, white lady, sellin' I'm leanin' on the leather and I'm on the wood I'm feelin' on the ballin' in the slant back I'm C, bitch and Tree, us niggaz roll Cadillac
Bad ass bitches can't my dick alone I done 'bout me a key and changed my name to Jones Pimpin' ain't dead, ya heard what I said? How the fuck is dead? Qhen bitches still givin' me head? Lickin' my ass if he'd be the
Suck the nut up out a [Incomprehensible] bucket slow suave nigga Now bitch I be the prison pushin' A 4 for 4 doors, of the quarters with nothin' but queens and they daughters
Get cleansed, weeded, and watered, I flow a Asian, Malaysian Saudi Arabian, African I be blazin' in the Gate, swish it out Holdin' weight, I hits the block, I'm rollin' bait, them fiends out They know they got to the cake, I motivate
dealas, ballas, hatas, shops and boppas Jekyll and Hyde, and Clyde, and niggaz That ride with and choppas where we out
Tryin' to get a meal to get a meal ticket Tryin' to get a ticket Tryin' to get a meal
Tryin' to get a ticket Tryin' to get a meal to get a meal ticket Tryin' to get a ticket
Tryin' to get a ticket Tryin' to get a meal Tryin' to get a meal Tryin' to get a ticket