spend We balling once again saw the benz with blue lens [Chorus] I don't see no reason why Me and my g's we can't ball till we die Sipping hennessy,
of the Berretta The three fifty seven Or the black Mac-11 We drive bulletproof coupes nigga go on and take your shot We used to shoot hoops nigga, now we
Obie Trice a riot, that's why he's hired I hit ya raves, balloons and E's and bang all your European Pamela Lee's Fuckin aye, or how we say it round my
take a G-4 land to that H2 Hummer Leave a 745 in LA for the summer Got the world wide cell to check the e-mail Plus 41k plan in ATL got 8 females I see
me Uptown I'm well connected with weed, white, slangin' dat brown Come see a nigga want a nice 60 You real we swap work you fake its 20 g's It's like
You Know About That? I Know All About That Loaded 44s on the low where the cheese at? Fresh off the jet to the jects where the g's at? What You
: [Intro] Yo, Green Lantern man. You know how we do man. We shittin' on niggas dot com It's a fuckin' invasion you bastards We a problem [Scratches
keep up Matta fact, I'ma speed up We came a long way from free lunch Stashin mack's in the tree trunks Crashin Ac's and hazardous acts, ghetto bastard
Dogg Status I got Big Dogg Status, I got Big Dogg Status [Verse: T.I.] It's your price, but I ain's scared It's my pleasure to say it right, don't think
: {Mystikal talking} We been holding back to motherfukin long Nigga fuck the dumb shit It's time to represent nigga It's time to represent nigga It's
E-N-T and we love to load clips It's that Southside rider, baller, gangster, player, mack Fuck it, pass me the strap So what's real, we do this strictly
man tourin' ain't what it's all cranked up to be man It's a little different than you think man Yo so what is it really like baby} It's eight a.m. I
I I D E, yeah We doin', big pimpin', we spendin' G's Check 'em out now, big pimpin', on B L A D's We doin' big pimpin' up in NYC It's just that Jigga
have 'em Seein' Neef we the streets, Gunnaz we the last one Can't stop, won't stop Chingy and the Gunnaz 'Cause we, we get down baby, we get down The
'll new. Real niggas do real thangs at all times, homeboy. Check the record. We got our money on, we got our money right. We got our money on, we got
buck em in the gut and shoot you too [Chorus] Now you cant hate us all day We aint leavin no way We changed the whole game We brought you into the future
bitch in every state On the grind, nonstop till I touch this cake Mark ass niggas, stay the fuck up out my way I be true O.G., you can quote what I say
