Man them young niggas killing nothing up at the spot with the choppers like nothin' Full fifty shots, clear the like nothin' If you made it from the bottom to the top like You don't owe a nigga Nothing, nothing, nothing, Nothing, nothing, nothing, You owe a nigga nothing Nothing, nothing, Nothing, nothing, nothing, You owe a nigga
Put your cups in the air, I'd to make a toast In it goes down, yeah you know I got my toast And when you really from the streets that's when hate you most And when you really got it then when they hate you close him back in the day when we was gettin money Now every time I see the nigga he be actin Don't you niggas see it? I'm a little for time Wanna talk about the past, told 'em press And I ain't what you sayin ho, you out of place I have you feeling what I'm sprayin' yeah it's on my I'm to chill, smoke a couple with my lady friend So can meet me at the telly in the latest Benz
Nigga you see me getting mine, you get yours Are you the one the serving or you gettin served? Or you the one doing the jackin, or you gettin Or you the one goin hard or you fallin' back And I don't believe in falling back, bitch I'm hard wanna see me fucked up, man I swear to God They praying that I fail, I'm praying that I I guess the hating didn't work so now tellin lies Oh he did this, and he ain't did that Boy keep it wit ya self, you know he lived that You ain't real, you give em what they asking for Such a real nigga, what the fuck you fo'
And you even know a nigga, what you hating for? And I ain't nowhere so what you waiting for? the street, this rap shit cake and ice cream Fuck the selling words, I sold ice cream From the to the top, that's a nice dream How you make it out I had a nice scheme And I don't owe a nigga shit, get it right Just know a nigga stayed down and every night Hands on, I broke down my own things Hands on, I counted up my own chains Fifties over here, over there You know the rest, nigga, fives and everywhere