[Chorus: And we gone stay on the block until we caught And we gone stay showing off jewelry that we bought And we gone stay heated in case it's in and out of 'Cause we gangstas, I don't know what the fuck you thought
[Verse One: I think that I gotta see a little bit of brighter days 'Cause I confine myself to a city near you in a solid And you look to the left and the right, but I'm trapped on center stage And I rap to the beat, but I don't know how to change my wage I hear a pull and I track 'em, and strack 'em, and whack 'em Jack a nigga for the day to days and I yak 'em, attack 'em, and 'em Get a and I crack 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 pimp at so talk shit and I'm gonna lift 'em up off of their toes With a street regulating quarters, and ki's, and o's In the two seater, and Twista with bags of 'dro Smoking and choking, get 'em up and It's so potent, I'm hoping to keep on Soaking wet and you can bet, people I'm I'm seeing lions, and tigers and - oh my! And I can't it and keep it hidden, good riddance of feeling good I'm weapon-concealing, my neighborhood Would, could, and should break a off They'll see you later, go to the doctor, my balls and (cough) Because the vapors and I caught the drawn, blown, honey I'm home Give me the microphone, and is like, "leave me alone!"
[Verse Two: it up if you get high, get blowed, get drunk If you on what I'm on come on and kick it, let's ride, smoke 'dro, the trunk All the bad ass bitches that want to party, just shake it, players get pumped Me and my thugs and hustlers in the party, get money, fuck hoes, get (Look out) Put a little bit of hash and some motherfucking haze I it all over my body, adrenaline with 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 truck Want to get me for the Better get the whole motherfucking 'hood to come and give you back up We can get it and if you want to do it I'm leaking the out of the bodies that want to come at this If they ever got some for fucking with thugs that I bury My adversaries better not none of Twis' Represent for the city, that different with me got thinking its a game And whether you in my city and I talk I'm going to kill him, if he say my name been known to handle my business Or I'm stick him up for the scrilla, from K-Tilla, smoking on a fat pilla haters that I'm full of Niggaz claiming they wanna a baretta they'll be killas Balling out so hard the size of my rims grows to a hellafied When the become no bigger, I'm gonna still drop that 2003 (Throw it up if you...)