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