[O.G. Ron C - it..gon' break em' off something
-Uh Treat me like a lawyer, the next time you wanna book yo show if you didn't send me my dough I'ma be a no-show Slow-mo, you get by ya label and ya DJ While ya women gettin' screwed in the place she brush her teeth mayne And I talkin' bout the bathroom, and she say she love me, wanna see me again like I'm instant We paid in full, the Color Changin' Click Which car do I wanna take a color changin' pick Yall need to retire, go sit next to Bill Walton 'cause we ballin' y'all a prolly be still talkin' like a B-Ball goal with the rims bent If it don't get new rims, goin' in it Splended, how my rims get..called for when the car is parked in the spot where I'm standin' in The streets is raw, people ya car Wish they..got what you got people are Not street ballers tryna hoop throwin up in the paint; More like jackers tryna jack, shooting in ya paint Street ballers dunk and try to take off the rim; While jack cadillacs and try to take off the rims That's cool, but I'll be damned if I do my thug I grind..while y'all whine like 3 kids with 1 Sweet-tooth, let a jacker get my candy So we Swoop..like Sheryl wth the handy You can't walk around thinkin' that lifes a sport Spend half of the time sittin' around and half in Houston..Koopa make the world accept this city You must have warrants in every city, except this You nationwide, you ain't in Chicago you ain't in Cali' For a fee..I'll promote yo record, holla at me Chamillionaire, I be sayin they scared to say The Mixtape God, better get prepared to