[Chorus: And we gone stay on the block until we caught And we stay showing off that jewelry that we bought And we gone stay heated in case in and out of court 'Cause we some gangstas, I don't know what the you thought
[Verse Ludacris] Sometimes I that I gotta see a little bit of brighter days 'Cause I confine myself to a city near you in a cage And you could look to the and the right, but I'm trapped on center stage And I could rap to the beat, but I know how to change my wage I still hear a pull and I track 'em, and strack 'em, and 'em Jack a nigga for the day to days and I yak 'em, attack 'em, and 'em Get a weapon and I his brain 'cause I'm hustler, baller, pro And it wouldn't be right for me to be around busters, and crawlers, and But I'm a at night so talk shit and I'm gonna lift 'em up off of their toes With a sweeper regulating quarters, and ki's, and o's In the two seater, Ludacris and Twista bags of 'dro and choking, get 'em up and croaking It's so potent, I'm hoping to keep on Soaking wet and you can bet, people I'm I'm seeing lions, and and bears - oh my! And I can't hide it and keep it hidden, good riddance of good I'm weapon-concealing, stealing my Would, could, and break a nigga off They'll see you later, go to the doctor, hold my and (cough) Because the vapors and I the drawn, brain blown, honey I'm home me the microphone, and fools is like, "leave me alone!"
[Verse Two: Throw it up if you get high, get blowed, get If you on what I'm on on and kick it, let's ride, smoke 'dro, beat the trunk All the bad ass bitches that to party, just shake it, great players get pumped Me and my thugs and in the party, get money, fuck hoes, get crunk (Look out) Put a little bit of hash and some motherfucking purple I feel it all over my body, adrenaline the Bacardi got me up and ripping shit in a rage In the netti confetti a belly, gucci Timberland stepping on the pedal up in the 'lac to get me for the wood Better get the whole motherfucking 'hood to and give you some back up We can get it and if you want to do it I'm leaking the fluids out of the that want to come at this If they ever got some blood for fucking with thugs I bury My adversaries not want none of Twis' Represent for the city, anybody that with me got thinking its a game And whether you in my city and I shit I'm going to kill him, especially if he say my I've been known to my business Or I'm stick him up for the scrilla, from K-Tilla, smoking on a fat pilla Murder that I'm full of Niggaz claiming they wanna bring a they'll be killas Balling out so hard the size of my rims grows to a sight-scene When the become no bigger, I'm gonna still drop that 2003 (Throw it up if you...)