City! This is for all big money makin niggaz in detroit. I ya' ridin high boy, i know ya' ridin high. I might through my city 500 dry, just gotta fresh fade from the barber shop. Gonna pick up my nigga we hit the strip, got the 3-5-7 just incase we trip. Might get a lil' drunk smoke some weed, and fuck with some hoes thats all we need. I'ma' ass nigga that neva' fake, if you feel like me nigga pump yo' break. See i made this shit fo' niggaz who roll, like Tony Montana out control. From the D-E-R-T-R-O-I-T can't no out there fuck wit' me. I'm gettin (mailed?) fuck a jail cell, post bail, Esham paid who you gonna tell. Wit' cho' punk ass! I blast! Any muthafucka up in the ski mask. Never out done only out doin', bar bitches is the hoes i'm screwin'. Why? cause all my niggaz did addicted ta' sellin Yayo and yellin' hey hoe. If you don't know i think you better go axe somebody bout' a nigga hoe YO! Bitch! you betta axe somebody! (bitch you axe somebody) i don't just talk! (i don't just talk baby, thats right) (repeat) I don't just when it comes to makin' my (snouts?) Cause i wuz rocks way before all them rappers. On The coner sellin dimes, FUCK the ryhmes young came up through them hard times. I'ma' seven mile ride, beers glidin big bluntin' no picture in if ya' frame. The fall of the best friends Robbey and I, now niggaz in my like do or die. All i do is smoke and fuck these hoes, have em' waitin by the phone hopin they get chose. All you punk ass niggas be hatin'. Cause i'm makin money strait regulatin'. And you be ill all counterfeit. about no buisnes you all about bullshit. Get yo' shit together, ridin' on the next niggaz dick and lovin these tricks. It all started as a toddler, .45 bullet swallower to the step follower. Slang' an oz. wanna' know me bitches wanna know my bidness cause ya' nosey. I'm thinkin how can i up on the 8 feet, i never let the money get chance to get away from me. Street polaticin', hood rat dick stickin, me Cernal Sanders cause i got the fried chicken. Ill life wicked ways make me real trife, i the thought up it's all about "Reel Life" Bitch! you axe somebody! (bitch you betta' axe somebody) Cause i don't just talk! (i don't just talk baby, right) (repeat) Voice: You better ask somebody, if you talk. (repeat 4x)