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"It's new!"
Yeah! yeah, Busta down, flipmode now
I know what you all feel like
Go and crash your whip in the fuckin' wall
cool, niggaz, we gets busy

For sure, spit rogue, get more 'bout to kick in the
Dick sore, whores 'til they shit on the floor
Clique more sick from you use to see us before
Shit, a nigga, quick, niggaz know my rapport
Keep workers on the that be ready for war
Brick I flip a little if they shit in the store
Rip, maybe 'til they drop, and shit in they drawers
crazy when I pop, and I'm grippin' the four

Thick bitches in the spot, watch them strip for the
Spit vicious for the block, yeah we swingin' a
niggaz for they shit, thank them for they support
Quick nigga, better quit snitchin' at the court
track a little slick and try to go on my Forbes
Cause we stackin' like we rich, and we holdin' the
This time, we had to bring it, guess what we
The hottest shit to bang from L.A. to the of New York

All my people, get drunk, get
Get money, get rich, get fly
Get stupid, get busy, get
Jump all in your whip, turn the key and
a million yeah we gonna make about five
We speak the and we ain't talkin' no jive
I'm speakin' to the streets and with it
Once you know we only come to get it

Ha, I stay wicked now I'm on the strip
Like I on a vacation and I'm back from my trip
Nuff radio rotation I'm sailin' a ship
Or the team circle the block, busy trailin' my clique
Truck packed full of niggaz with the strap and the
Get the gat out of the stash, put it on my hip
Gat you in the face, split and fatten your lip
Blood hit the louder than the clap when it drip

I credit your name with bullets, read the back of the
My initials engraved on the back of the clip
love the way we roll, how the movement is thick
So official my name's on the back of your bitch
Pay triple for the name on the back of the
Name like the city now I'm changin' the pitch
Kick back kinda crazy when I'm holdin' the
Think you nicer than the God, is only a myth

Grab ahold of the masses, I was born with a
Niggaz be runnin' they trap, 'em over the cliff
Thinkin' and drinkin' the Guinness, busy the spliff
Flippin' and shittin' on 'til we old and we stiff
I even drive whips, throw the shit on the lift
12 hours, one do the whole of the shift
I do the to make you open your mouth
And give you shit to bang the and the rest of the south

All my people, get drunk, get
Get money, get rich, get fly
Get stupid, get busy, get
Jump all in your whip, turn the key and
Make a million yeah we gonna make five
We the truth and we ain't talkin' no jive
I'm speakin' to the and everybody's with it
Once again you we only come to get it