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