Oh, damn, y´all done fucked up This beat hittin´ like Bruce Lee with the nunchucks
Before the court room judge us Please, the wrong way, don´t rub us Fuck, yeah, when it´s beef, I eat cow You ain´t got chicken, but catchin´ Zs, sleep how? (Sleep how?) Niggas know what I be ´bout Stop playin´, I´ll knock a nigga clean out Yeah, I got bitches Ugly nigga, only got ´em ´cause my riches I done made it out the trenches I believe I´m him, I´m religious I couldn´t see me without a check (Without a check) Me without a check, I´m a wreck Penitentiary, chances, took him to the neck (To the neck) The money feel better than sex, oh
Yeah, let´s get to it If crime pays, I´ma do it Remember them days I was slidin´ in the Buick Now I´m up, goin´ stupid, stupid I just took a model off my checklist, stupid I just put a X on my ex-bitch, stupid I´m the type to take back the necklace, stupid Made it out the block like Tetris
Ayy, niggas be the loudest with no fuckin´ money (Skee) I be blowin´ bitches backs off two packs of (Wah) How you send your boys to war with no ammunition? Yeah, you pulled up Rolls-Royce, but it´s standard edition (Wah)
Found out where you hid this shit like a bad magician Dissing us the quickest way to lose existence She wanna roll with the bad boys like Isiah´s Pistons My dog ain´t popped nary Perc´, but his index itchin´ (Brr) He was quick with the TEC like a paid-off ref Tint on the matte coupe got me hard on X (Yeah) Free Jeff, we ain´t spoke since before he left Shit got hard, they turned left, niggas know it ain´t right (Yeah) I´m with Ju, dropped a six in the cranberry Sprite Geekin´, I glide through the lane like a well-made kite (Beep) On a mailman line, trying to track my pints Bitch, I go out with a fight, everything on sight
Yeah, let´s get to it If crime pays, I´ma do it Remember them days I was slidin´ in the Buick Now I´m up, goin´ stupid, stupid I just took a model off my checklist, stupid I just put a X on my ex-bitch, stupid I´m the type to take by the necklace, stupid Made it out the block like Tetris
Man, you niggas got me fucked up ´Fore I sell my soul for this shit, I´ll sell drugs Yeah, pussy nigga ain´t got no love How is niggas sleep on the mob? Must be poured up Ha, you ain´t never had to show up
Baby mama callin´ child support ´cause I´m goin´ dumb Yeah, out in Bompton ´cause I know the thugs Louboutin cross trainers like I bang Blood I just scratched a baddie off my checklist, bitch Blew your album budget on my necklace, bitch Niggas love frontin´, "Face is not that rich" Tell that to the thotties when I show ´em my crib Real niggas do real things Real numbers, real fans, ain´t a thing change Yeah, top down in the fast lane Hands up, thanking God that the bag came, bitch
Yeah, let´s get to it If crime pays, I´ma do it Remember them days I was slidin´ in the Buick Now I´m up, goin´ stupid, stupid
I just took a model off my checklist, stupid I just put a X on my ex-bitch, stupid I´m the type to take by the necklace, stupid Made it out the block like Tetris