Yeah, yeah, what the fuck I gotta worry now? you think after weatherin' the storm And comin' from the I came from You think call all the way and get scared?
Nah nigga I'ma win Nigga if all this shit go out the right now man I'm all too familiar with this My nigga I'm straight ya dig? Please that shit man hey
You can keep the car, the clothes, the money and the Just gimme a of O's, drop me off at the sto' And I'm straight hey shawty, I'm
Hey you can keep the dancers and the The and the poppers Let me fill up my Impala, boy at my partners And I'm straight hey I'm straight
I gotta couple of V's wit' the kits, on my wrist A lot of glamour and glit's but shawty I don't that My beginnin' was a one, a hustler I'ma son of one Taught me how to number run, I went from that to one
Had a ones, I bought a slab flipped another one Sold my little three eighty east and said I need gun The littlest in the trap, and got it poppin' like bubblegum Junkies on my stacks, sayin' I'm nuttin' but a young
Buck, niggaz say, What? Then he see me up Just wanna see the little boy wit' nuts Old niggaz face soon 'Cause I the nigga's whole face up Wet the nigga from the up
They try you and you pull a fall And then tell 'em don't play wit 'em I'm fourteen in the dope game and don't of catchin' no case bruh You can to me, that's intentionally
Another that it's too late for Hey wait bruh, bet any came from that? Who it all the day I bet he say he from that
Hey you can keep the game and the fame, the and the lames Just gimme some cocaine and wood I can slang And I'm straight hey, I'm straight
Hey you can the clones and the clowns, the throne and the crown Well-known in the town that I'm holdin' it So I'm hey shawty I'm straight
Okay now, now when I spit it, I it how I live it Every verse I gave ya, it was fact, nothin' fiction I'ma Livin' Legend no stuntin', no You can check my track record, I'm respected
I'ma gangsta in the game, go ask Wayne Ask Judge Johnson, how many he saw my face For, here, pistol there,' 'violation here, violation here' Betta ask Rank, I ran the when I was there
I held it down, ever I go I'm in the A wit' the King, or in Detroit in the snow I'ma pro, whether it's movin' snow or 'dro between me and you, I can get it for the low
But that's nuttin', say they gotta story Mine on King,' theirs is on 'Maury' At the end of the day, it to won't go away I guarantee The Heart of the that you pray
You can keep the car, the clothes, the money and the gimme a couple of O's, drop me off at the sto' And I'm hey shawty, I'm straight
Hey you can keep the and the boppers The and the poppers Let me up my Impala, boy holla at my partners And I'm straight hey I'm straight
Snowman bitch, I two seaters It's a world, so I keep two heaters I'm straight, you ask somebody Matter fact nigga you can ask me me
A little over aggressive, yeah, I might be But half the niggaz in the hood just me damn You why a nigga talk eight balls all day? You try standin' around wit' eight balls all day
Somebody pray for me, I don't nothin' else Why I help you, when you ain't tryin' to help yourself I in this game, fresh out the streets, yeah Who you kiddin' nigga, I put my on these beats, yeah
Fuck bein' broke, this a check While you mad at ya girl, ya betta check Gotta 'fore you walk, you gotta think before you talk Damn right they gon' hate, 'cause niggaz aren't straight
Hey you can the game and the fame, the haters and the lames Just gimme some cocaine and wood I can slang And I'm straight hey, shawty I'm
Hey you can the clones and the clowns, the throne and the crown Well in the town that I'm holdin' it down So I'm straight hey I'm straight
Say what it do? Young Pimp C know what I'm talkin Yeah, nigga want me to speak on some 'king' shit, know what I'm On the cool y'know nigga T.I. jumped out there Said he was the king of the
He a whole lotta niggaz' feathers But niggaz didn't really understand what the nigga was talkin and uh so everybody had it twisted but Me I understood from the get go what the nigga was tryin' to put In these motherfuckin' ass niggaz' faces
Was the fact that it's a whole bunch of kings here And as long as you takin' of yo' business And doin' king you a king What these niggaz shoulda tryin' to do Was tryin' to get close to the And get some understandin' about the of game He was tryin' to put in these motherfuckin' niggaz' ear
what I'm sayin'? So I'm back I'm watchin' the game from the sideline Know I'm talkin' 'bout? And I'm seein' all these ol' pussy ass niggaz out Talkin' 'bout they this and they that, but really ain't doin' nothin'
'Cause motherfuckin' paper ain't right When I see them in the street, diamonds fake Know what I'm 'bout? They shit cut right, ya shit ain't right Shit and chipped up, know what I'm talkin 'bout? And them niggaz talkin they trill niggaz'
Don't even know what the motherfuckin' word Know what I'm talkin 'bout? This comin' from the O.G. style Know what I'm talkin Not these ol' fake ass niggaz Tryin' to come on the scene later on and tryin' to take glory for some Some other niggaz paid dues for, what I'm talkin 'bout?
So this is is, we bringin' Georgia and Texas together All you ol' bitch ass niggaz that ain't down wit' the Move on to the side, all you old school rappers like say You niggaz flabby, like Larry Holmes yo bitch ass up and, and, and, and move around for the south 'Cause it's our to shine, know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Now do this shit