I told yo' ass that shit won't gone last forever All them fuckin gimmicks and bite motherfuckers Then i'm slappin niggas into 2000 (yes) Pistol whippin bitches and niggas (yes) where my thugs at? where my real bitches at? (what) where my real killer niggas at? (what)
for all my bad bitches thats breakin niggas for cheese what what, for all my thug niggas that hustle to make cheese for all them chicken heads who ain't scared to get on their knees what, for all my thug niggas and killers who take G's
for all my niggas makin they cheese smashin police with 20's on your V niggas hustle chicken heads keep pluckin i'm thuggin, ragin' model, money and weed over fuckin cos ain't no dressin them hoes i'm up in lovin them hoes when i come through i'll have your bitch suckin my toes get fucked in a rolls drawed out on VT i'm that nigga thats righteous sittin on the couch with the gold mouth (bling) rockin platinum shit tryna show out never soldout i was suited everythin from open to makin the apollo shout Yukmouth that nigga thugged out i'm from the city of dope where every block has a drughouse and a weed spot full of playas you can catch me at yo' local LA vodago smokin playas on the paper chase (yes, yes) slang rocks like major waste (yes, yes) ridin a 99 right through your waist ~ nigga ~ what
for all my bad bitches that breakin niggas for cheese for all my ballin niggas that hustle to make cheese for all my chicken heads who ain't scared to get on their knees for all my thug niggas and killers who take G's
for my niggas who rock a Roley on your wrist daily my hit be Power 106 ready like cowards who knew shits heavy, get ready for the second comin up that niggas summoned ~ by God got niggas poppin out they tanks and runnin take off that fuckin chain and gunnin i'm lettin off that whole magazine on bitches who want it got niggas scared like the hun'ert hide in they 2000 five hun'erts you better pray to God i'm sluggin got niggas jumpin out they car leavin them broads just runnin pimp niggas hide your woman i have 'em in the drizzy like the terror squad menage a trois always share a broad with a broad this the mob best at large three cars can run niggas hustle hard to all my bitches breakin niggas at the bars strippin, swingin from poles to get yours
for all my bad bitches thats breakin niggas for cheese for all my ballin niggas that hustle to make cheese for all my chicken heads that ain't scared to get on their knees for all my thug niggas and killers who take G's
for all my thug niggas and killers pistol whip and take his glitter Cristasian dinners pay forget it they know how to break a nigga i got killers on the +pay roll+ plannin to hit me Fedderchini Alfredo take a nigga to pull like Wako if i say so cos i make mo' then the average Joe I rock a platinum row (bling) you rock a fake ol' 'sako got everything in the range ro' givin it to niggas who softer than play-doh false moves watch who you talk to make the cops white chalk you niggas talkin shit about Yuk is gone cost you your fuckin head, your arms, your legs, i'm cuttin off your balls too this is for all you bad bitches gettin cheese sittin nickin niggas E's, hittin weed
for all my bad bitches thats breakin niggas for cheese for all my ballin niggas that hustle to make cheese for all them chicken heads who ain't scared to get on their knees for all my thug niggas and killers who take G's