What's up, nigga? What's up, my Just loungin', you know, 'Bout to crack this ounce++++ Oh, look at you, ol' alcoholic ass, nigga Well, you I got to have it, my brother, ain't nothin' changed
You hit it? Yeah, what's 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 to know, if you wanted to bust on it? Oh, a doubt you know I'd love to remember that shit You was bustin' for me the phone
sucka free shit? Yeah, I remember that shit Well, won't you put that shit right about Sucka, sucka, sucka, now a raises up off of you
Did you me? It took a little time to get sucka free But since a 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, I'ma teach her How to break you, right I break her
After I make her, I shake her, yeah, I know, you heard it all before But I can't deal, 'cause I see still simpin' for a hoe Claimin' pimp but you're payin' for the pu', sucker Punk muthafucka, they only flock and 'cause you're fillin' up They pocket and you're still judgin' bitches by they looks When it's all about, what she can do for you
I do for me and still see a true, Do you hear me, bro? Got your name all on your lips, but chick trips Oh no, never I lower to your level and I got seventeen for ya, devil Too True to ever let a sucker like you, me do somethin' I don't wanna do, I'm still real with it, you gots to deal with it
I serve that ass like a clocker, I don't give a fuck but who doin' How doin or what you do it with, you better miss me With the dumb shit, so when you're speakin' on the Playa Or my nigga Quik, everybody knows, suckin' on a fat dick It nothin to nuttin' in your ass, so that you see clear boomin' In your ear, so I know you bump this in your coupe With your R&B wanna be me? Trick ass, I'm free