Southern Yea (This that south boy) Y'all how we do this (shit) up fool This for all my in Mississippi Magnolia, McConnell (fightin you know) This for all my in Tennessee (tell 'em) at ya boy when I get there (MJG and Eightball) All my playas in GA (Georgia boys, in the hou) (We'll say sup to that New Orleans out there)
It's a a fun day, one day Away from Monday, and all day ain't no And everything is outside (why) Cuz? put his speech down and got all the brothers to For one cause, and how it is y'all on up to rise on up dawg Each one one, let the lesson be taught It ain't my fault homie Tommy Boy got caught If he was slicker grease, he woulda been at peace Instead tryna ride the war was at cease
When me and Snoop was kids we always this kid named Tommy His parents died left him with kinds of money But Tommy was a from around the way on the northside of town, is where he say He payed attention to whatever, was games so clever If the situation was bad it can only get He ran around the dope
So he put us up on his He knew that we was riders so he us on his team (Uh, Tommy) Getcha money, team (uh) Getcha man (He was out to get paid) money man (Poor Tommy) Getcha man (Me and Snoop on his team) (Get paid) Gotta have that man (Getcha money man) Getcha money man (Getcha man)
Tommy was a rider, big Tommy had everything, it wasn't All the G's used to look up to him But there was no way, that the bigger could do him would try him, try him, everytime he was slick But he never would slip, he always had his And if he did, he'd get cuz he was just to fast up Tommy, Tommy, Tommy's out to mash Get it, get it, get it, cuz ya gotta it And when ya get make ya grab it and stab it Maintain it, it, the way ya gots to Cuz this is to rock to
Man, we sacked up and Caddies, muggin 'em for him We had to gather up cash - owed it to him The hitman had hit us, niggas shit, and never wantin to quit us, when the gun spit Now we really deep in the game, now it's and drugs No names involved when nigga caught a slug Tommy told us forget it, he's always down wit us The problems of the murder be aquitted (young nigga)
Now word on the streets is that Gun Tommy, ridin on big for a pasttime hobby So if ya havin money, and ya big weed First thing ya need is a team And we provide, or I say we ride for Tommy My compadre, and if he say "spray em", we So I suggest, you get the 'PG, or find yourself six feet dizzy
We was with big Tommy (Getcha man. getcha money man. getcha money man) On the streets his thang, gettin paid (Getcha money man. money man.) (Getcha man. getcha money man.) We was down with big (Getcha money man. getcha money man. getcha man) Me and Snoop still on his team, big pimps gettin We was with big Tommy (Getcha money man. getcha man. getcha money man) We was with big Tommy (Getcha money man. money man.) me out now man
We had money, jewelry and cars Niggas who didn't us, finally know who we are We was important to the neighborhood like and mass, he do a lick he break us off our proper share A couple of days Tommy was on top of the Threw a party with the homies, invited gangs of
Yeah, it was off the hook We had everything from to blow (Whhaaatt, you sniff blow?) Oh hell no, I got my whole life ahead of me, no to be sniffin If Tommy out, boy he'll be trippin So I stay A-Ok, but got somethin to say, to say, to say...
Aye look mayne, some people won't do for money Yea I had two niggas that was on my team Ya'know, with me like the Grey Tape It's always the niggas that's to ya, that be the that try to get'cha, ya'knowhaImsayin Shit I these ladies the other day say that pimpin was dead I said not in my bed Ah-ha, that's real, I'll put on my fiz-sound I'm a pimp 'til I die, cuz I the big, as well as the ha-ha Big Timin