[O.G. Ron C - Play it..gon' em' off something
-Uh Treat me like a lawyer, the next time that you book yo show 'cause if you didn't send me my dough I'ma be a Slow-mo, you get by ya label and ya DJ While ya gettin' screwed in the place where she brush her teeth mayne And I ain't bout the bathroom, and she say she love me, wanna see me again like I'm replay We paid in full, it's the Changin' Click Which car do I wanna drive? a color changin' pick Yall boys to retire, go sit next to Bill Walton 'cause we ballin' y'all a prolly be still talkin' Garage like a B-Ball goal with the rims If it don't get new rims, goin' in it Splended, how my get..called for traveling Even when the car is in the spot where I'm standin' in The is raw, people peepin' ya car Wish they..got what you got people are Not street ballers tryna hoop throwin up shots in the More like jackers tryna jack, shots in ya paint Street ballers slam and try to take off the rim; jackers 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 3 kids with 1 skittle Sweet-tooth, can't let a jacker get my So we Swoop..like Sheryl wth the bang-bang You can't walk around really thinkin' lifes a sport Spend half of the time sittin' around and half in Houston..Koopa gon' make the world accept city You must have warrants in city, except this city You ain't nationwide, you ain't in Chicago you ain't in For a fee..I'll promote yo record, holla at me Chamillionaire, I be sayin they scared to say The Mixtape God, get prepared to pray