Yeah nigga I'm going rep this motherfucking No Limit to I D.I.E
Check this out nigga
I could gave a fuck what a nigga gotta say about me
I could gave a fuck what the media gotta say about me
Nigga I ain't got no motherfucking English
I'm from the hood
And you know what?
If a motherfucker come at me they better come right (You heard me?)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Still posted on the block
Still slangin' that coke
Still runnin' from the cops
Still lettin' those bitches know
Still fuckin' with your made
Because blowin' that ganja
Uptown New Orleans is where them thugs gonna find me
Rolling with those head bustas
My niggas splitting wigs
A couple fucking G's nigga it can get did
Straight from the hood
And I represent the street
Send money to the pen
Still fucking with see (Okay!)
R.I.P. to the niggas in the motherfucking dirt
When I look into their momma's eyes I still see the hurt
What a nigga supposed to do when his boy get shot?
Put the bullets in the can and let that motherfucker pop
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Don't make me act a fool (What!)
Thug girls, I put my name on them
Me and Jon's like the Lakers
Going for three rings in the game on them
We ain't done til it's a dun-dadda
And I got my own label so fuck Gucci and Prada nigga
I'm underrated like Sam Cassell
But when the playoffs come nigga I'm gonna be there
Can't fall off because a nigga ain't average
Fuck the I.R.S. a nigga still got cabbage
Know how to play the game because the nigga is a baller
Lil Jon with the beat (G'yeah!) and now them hoes want to call ya
I ain't Michael Jackson the P won't quit