What's up, nigga? What's up, my Just loungin', you know, to crack this forty ounce++++ Oh, look at you, ol' alcoholic ass, nigga Well, you know I got to have it, my brother, ain't nothin'
You wanna hit it? Yeah, up? Hey man, you tell me What's up the album, man? Hey man, we tryina finish muthafucka, man and I need one more song, no shit Yeah, I wanted to know, if you wanted to on it? Oh, a doubt you know I'd love to remember that shit You was bustin' for me over the
That sucka free Yeah, I remember that shit Well, won't you put shit right about here Sucka, sucka, sucka, now a sucka up off of you
Did you miss me? It took a little time to get free But a young G it's PPC, ain't no shame in the name And still true to the game, still servin' suckers, the same No sense, and dwellin' in the tense, I roll with Quik So you better check your ladies, gents, 'cause teach her How to break you, before I break her
I make her, then I shake her, yeah, I know, you heard it all before But I can't deal, 'cause I see you're simpin' for a hoe Claimin' pimp but you're payin' for the pu', silly Punk muthafucka, they only flock and jock 'cause fillin' up They pocket and you're still judgin' bitches by they looks When really all about, what she can do for you
I do for me and still see a true, really? Do you me, bro? Got your name all on your lips, but chick trips Oh no, never will I lower to level and I got seventeen for ya, devil Too True to ever let a sucker like you, me do somethin' That I don't wanna do, I'm still real with it, you to deal with it
I serve that ass like a clocker, I don't give a fuck but who you're How you're doin or what you do it with, you better me With the dumb shit, so when you're speakin' on the Playa Or my nigga Quik, everybody knows, you're on a fat dick It ain't nothin to nuttin' in ass, so that you see clear boomin' In your ear, so I know you hear bump this in coupe With your R&B wanna be me? ass, I'm sucka free