What?
Hmm-hmm
You ready to tell 'em
Listen tell 'em about you fresh
We got them things
Got them brains
Got a million dollars locked in the stock exchange
Told the dealer keep the change
When I cop the rings
We lock the game
We got them things
I got 30 cars, lived a rich life
Like a hundred hoes & like 3 wives
All guns & no knives
I got 40 cars, fuck a bike
I don't ride
Cause I don't like
It's 3 t's & fuck nights
Well I gotta bike & that bitch on chrome
With a built in 2-way motorola phone
I wear the nights cause my reeboks torn
It's inglewood
Not hollywood
Fuck the hills I love the 'hood
I cook the work & I front the goods
Melcamean, magnolia
Calio we all soldiers
Outsidaz get fucked over
Downtown
Nino rounds
In the club parking lot goin' round & round
Po-lice what?
Skirr donuts I'm
I don't talk about it
I be about it
I drive by
& bust heat about it
In the front page you'll read about it
I was taught about it
How to be about it
How to hustle 'cane, how to re-route it
If the feds on me nigga I don't doubt it
Nigga please
Money hercules
I shake the flees
Keep bitches on they knees
Have built some trees with white tees I'm
We got the dough, got the cars
Got the hoes, go the stars
Got them broads in manosaga twars
When I drop my draws
They like Oh My God
Got 2000, 2-0-2
A rag top that's candy blue
Fuck dubs, it's 22
Gotta 61 & a 62
& a 64 that's light blue
& I don't ride like a domoo
Gotta blacked-out ree
All in the league
Under the seat, keep the dessert eagle
Gotta call my baretta
Make a nigga wetter
Than a crack head in the summertime with a sweater
All platinum, no good
Every album, million sold
C-m-r will never fold
Gotta bentley coup & 2 range
& my new spotter it just came
Got work you need them thangs
We the stars
With the cars
& the matching boats
I give away money cause I love my folks
Got the matching gators to go with them coats I'm
Not 1 thang
But 2 thangs
Cmr & hoo bangin'
Where the work cause we do slang
Don't give a fuck where you're from fuck with us
& I'm a show your pussy ass we ain't scared to bust
From the c-e-o to the rest of us we
Chuck taylors & fat laces
& 211's & dope cases
& pit fights & street races
I'm tatooed & slugged up
Absolutely fucked up
Ridin' around in big trucks
Whatever you do nigga do it great
I'm a millionaire homie it's about the cake
If fresh fuckin' made it then the shit gonna shake I'm
Night train & koolaide
& thunderbird & gatoraide
& barrettes in my braid
Big stunner, carleon
Godfather, suga don
Frank nitty & al kapone
Thunderbird, swiss malt liquor
Tell ya mom you met a real ass nigga
That'll get you with the knife or get you with the trigga I'm
Ice cube & dr. dre
& easy-e they made the way
Connect gangin', nwa
Outkast, b.g.
Hot boys, tlc
Trick daddy & wheezy-whee
You don't know who
DJ screw
Scarfaced nigga & gangsta boo
That nigga woof
& treat a bitch like woof
Dominoes, & I shoot dice
Had a gang of roaches & a few mice
Said fuck it nigga that's ghetto life
Got 10 cheddar on my spread
White fox on my bed
With a stocking cap on my head
Bought ahead
The new escalade where a bush fuckin' fed
No I'm so damn paid
For heaven sakes
Right there with bill gates
I hit corners, slung blocks
Took hits & bust glocks
Keep it gansta, fuck cops
Ridin' on them oj's
32's with big blades
Dog hoes that give us head
Soooo Serious
