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Yo, yo, see here
How many can make y'all bounce
You know wha I'm
to right, right to left, it's So So Def
An' yo, let it go

Rule number one, my niggas gotta the cheese
Number two, keep these motherfuckin' on they knees
Number three, come with your strap-on, strap-on
Niggas to hate, so get your cap on, cap on

One for my niggas, ain't none for
Free drinks for my stayin' crunk, throwin' bows
It's ya boy' Man in this bitch
Niggas love to hate, hoes jock 'cause I'm gettin'

my mind on my fetti just to let you know
Strapped with rocks, [Incomprehensible] an' cameras in my fo'-fo'
On the east-side, nigga, tryin' to get me paper
Lythonia, Stone Mountain, all over

These hoes be lovin' the player, chasin', callin' me
But that, I rather trot, these hoes are too damn shady
Look, I don't a bitch, I'm ridin' down for me
An' fuck a gang of niggas, see, I'm a G

An' ain't another nigga who got more got game me
You need to check yo' shit it's lame to me
Since '91 been payin' the cost to be the
Got no time to floss the game's throwed off

Rule number one, my niggas gotta chase the
Number two, keep these motherfuckin' on they knees
Number three, come with your strap-on, strap-on
Niggas love to hate, so get cap on, cap on

Number one, my gotta chase the cheese
Number two, keep motherfuckin' hoes on they knees
Number three, don't to put ya strap on ya side
Nigga, who ride, who ride? South side, South

If know 'bout paper chasin', it's me
J to the, E N D
Steady niggas how we do it down south
Steady ridin' shit that ain't came out

In the club, VIP is you find me at
Private planes, ice chains, I know how to act
Every city got me somethin' pretty, keep 'em on back
If I ain't a hot boy what do you call that

If it's my shit off the top, you can
Cranberry, pineapple, bottles of Bale
Cats that play sports, rap from jail
in packs, screamin' out, ATL

See, I'm the type of nigga was built for cash
Drive me an' droppin', down a smash
Knowin' nothin' in life but how to make hits
Get paper, spit game in, pull me a

Rule number one, my niggas chase the cheese
Number two, these motherfuckin' hoes on they knees
Number three, come down your strap-on, strap-on
Niggas to hate, so get your cap on, cap on

Number one, my niggas gotta the cheese
Number two, keep these hoes on they knees
Number three, don't to put the strap on ya side
Nigga, who ride, who East side, East side

Fuck these hoes, fuck these
Down south niggas, twenty-inches
Fuck these an' fuck these hoes
Four TV screen's, big Chevy, doors

Niggas best believe represent
Hardcore niggas gettin' presidents
Where the real niggas went? I'mma let you
Lay back with the an' they ain't found no mo'

These lil' trippin', all that hollarin', screamin'
I know yo' saw dick, she should've swallowed that semen
Now I'm drivin' through your block, red hot a demon
Cock it back, all you see is the beam my demon

And it ain't no ping nigga, black eye, black eye
No for the game, you better watch out, watch out
Got this shit on lock an' now you locked out, out
All that hate on a playa gon' get you out, knocked out

Rule number one, my gotta chase the cheese
Number two, keep these motherfuckin' hoes on knees
Number three, come down with your strap-on,
love to hate, so get your cap on, cap on

Number one, my niggas chase the cheese
Number two, keep these motherfuckin' hoes on knees
Number three, don't forget to put the on ya side
Nigga, who ride, who ride? side, East side