1.Alright
Hook
Yo if you wanna go to war, its alright
Well if you ain't hardcore, its alright
You wanna get it on nigga, its alright
Its alright (its alright), it's alright (its alright) (x2)
(jt money)
I got a problem with fuck niggas
Always talkin' shit and try to duck niggas
Sucker niggas won't finish what they started
Be coppin' dueces cause them niggas soft-hearted
They straight bitches
Always puttin' on shows for these niggas and hoes
Be wantin' to run your mouth but won't throw no blows
Ain't got no scrap, better kill that rap
Think life is a game, until that ass get tapped
And when it do, what you do, you run like a bitch
Or do you straight turn state on a nigga and snitch
When you ain't got your boys, you ain't got no balls
And you ain't gangsta with all them 911 calls
Real niggas don't call police
Real niggas handle theirs when they got beef
Flawed niggas talk shit and know they can't back it
Know they ain't real but always trying to act it
Hook
I'm the original jacker, flawed boy attacker
Taking your life ain't nothing but a factor
Matter of fact, i'm a killer straight out the slums
No time to dump, i got these pumps for you chumps
And i ain't talking bout' the reeboks
Getting three glocks and jumping out of treetops
Making suckers flee spots, and leave knots
Got guns, get funds, yeah i'm packing styles
Suckers acting foul, get smoked like black and milds
Nigga know a plan, laying down this thing
Beyond all that rap shit, i only spit game
You scared, say you scared, but just peep what i said
I'm so wicked off the head, probably shoot out of dread
Thats right, all you suckers better recognize
Before i start recognizing, ain't gonna have you niggas sweatin'
mine
I'm in this thang for real, ain't nothing fake here
Putting down in the zone with my nigga shakespeare
Hook
(big gipp)
I wear my hat low, when i walk through a circle of folks i don't
know
It ain't to much chalk in these streets that can hold me back
I make stacks and stacks, for the weeks and weeks i got slapped
Freaks, i got the grill with the white gold
Keep a pistol in my hand with the tight hold
From the city where they drop blows
Known to pin-hold down off them figure fours
Shit shady, we all about to bust on sight, lighting up the night
Putting hoes off in 74's and watching em' all blow
It ain't shit funny, its the money man and gipp
Holding sawed-off pumps in your face chump
Don't disrespect the city, streets, that i'm standing on
Niggas from miami and atlanta holdin' heat
It ain't nothing happy
You see, it ain't all about that rapping
Hook
(jt money)
Straight up and down, i'm a let you fuck nigga know
You niggas don't want war, talking all that shit
Cause you apted up on that motherfucking tough guy juice
Get round' the motherfucking boys, listen to this goddamn rap
music
And niggas think its a motherfucking game
Alright, play with it
Jt money, big gipp, let you niggas know
Hook
2.Dank
Y'all got this motherfuckin pumped up
I noticed aint nobody smokin wit me
Any lace smokers in the motherfucker
Wut chu smokin nigga？!
(dank nigga dank da dank da dank nigga) huh？
Wut chu smokin nigga？!
(dank nigga dank da dank da dank nigga) what
Wut chu smokin nigga？!
(dank nigga dank da dank da dank nigga) huh？
We smokin
(dank nigga dank da dank da dank nigga)
Now if still got yo thang thang
Let em hang man
We in this thang smokin dank nigga dank dank
Free world we off the chain chigga chain chain
Play no games nowda bang nigga bang bang
Money man got these clothes and these hoes in check
Nigga violatin get that ass soakin wet
Suckas act like they dont know bout j
Aint a dayum thang hoe bout j
And that's fo'sho bout j
I hate these otha niggaz talkin all dis ya ya
Up in this mutha fucka wont do a dayum thang thang
Money man still spittin straight game game
Since day 1 aint a dayum thang change change
I got this weed thang nigga on my brain brain
No lacin nigga only smokin plain jane
Get out da game game if you cant hang hang
And wut we smokin on nigga？
Oh sup
Wut chu smokin nigga？!
(dank nigga dank da dank da dank nigga nigga) huh？
Wut chu smokin nigga？!
(dank nigga dank da dank da dank nigga nigga) what
Wut chu smokin nigga？!
(dank nigga dank da dank da dank nigga nigga) huh？
We smokin
(dank nigga dank da dank da dank nigga nigga)
Gotta slow mah role
Cant be wastin my shit
In a (？？？) cuz i be lacin mah shit
Gotta fuckin pay for mah shit
I luv tha taste of my shit
And i dont smoke (？？？) so get outta mah face wit dat shit
Dont let the bullshit fool ya
Nigga it'll do ya
How ya slap on your ass holla'n bout hallelujah
Get shotguned wit da budah
And i wont pursue ya but shit (？？？)
A bitch dats smoked out
(？？？)
I got a half or pound of that brown and e'vrythang get coked out
It aint how im sleeping
'spcially when i used ta peep
Mah bossman holla'n at another coke man
And set me free
Ima remember dem 1-on-1 2-on-2 and (？？？)
Now da (？？？) man got (？？？) dat i know ya like
Im smokin that dank
And i cant sleep cant eat and i cant think
Nigga wut
Wut chu smokin nigga？!
(dank nigga dank da dank da dank nigga nigga) huh？
Wut chu smokin nigga？!
(dank nigga dank da dank da dank nigga nigga) what
Wut chu smokin nigga？!
(dank nigga dank da dank da dank nigga nigga) huh？
We smokin
(dank nigga dank da dank da dank nigga nigga)
My nigga fire up that thang thang
I'm talkin bout dat that dank nigga dank dank
E'vrybody in this game doin this thang thang
(？？？)
Im on a mission tryin ta make dis thang bang
And boy dont ever let me catch you tryin to gang gang
But that lead up in your head where ya cant think think
And dump your ass in the ditch where you can stank stank
Fuck around wit a nigga tryin ta maintain
(？？？) out chya brain brain
We gettin money nigga shit all your main main
Got tha love got the bud and the flame flame
All u niggaz talkin bout how they can swing swing
We can do anything brotha bring bring
And be prepared to get your ass put to shame shame
And what we smokin nigga
(dank nigga dank da dank da dank nigga)
Fo' sho!
Wut chu smokin nigga？!
(dank nigga dank da dank da dank nigga nigga) huh？
Wut chu smokin nigga？!
(dank nigga dank da dank da dank nigga nigga) what
Wut chu smokin nigga？!
(dank nigga dank da dank da dank nigga nigga) huh？
We smokin
(dank nigga dank da dank da dank nigga nigga)
3.Ho Problems
Let it go
Let it go
If the ho wanna ho nigga let it go(4x)
That's what im talkin bout
Niggaz need to let it go, ya know
Hearin all these stories about, niggaz goin to jail
Diein bout these muthafuckin ho's, you know what im talkin about
Ho problems aint no problems
Dont hate the game cuz that aint gone solve em
Nigga you need to let that muthafucka go
Just like you got it you can find another ho
See ho's come a dime a dozen
What you is nigga hard up but lovin
Pushin and shovin abouts a woman
Who givin up the ass
Homeboy ya buggin
I told you bout trustin them stankin ass h-o's
You gotta learn to work them bitches for the peso's
Stop trippin bout that pussy cuz it aint your's
Y'all niggaz need to learn how the game go
It's a trip and i will tell yo' ass no more
Young nigga put shit past no ho
For you cry like a sucka go solo
Cuz them bitches damn sure call the po-po's
In any case bro
Ho problems aint no problems
Dont hate the game cuz that aint gone solve em
Nigga'z fall in love but they just dont know
When you gonna learn to let a ho be a ho(my nigga) (x2)
[jt money}
It's another one of them ho things
Niggaz be a addicted like cocaine
Straight up and down naw that aint the way to go man
Quit trippin bout them grabbin ass gold diggers
Naw real niggaz fall jus cuz you a ho nigga
Spend a lotsa loots jus so you can knock the boots
Of a slimy ass scandolous prostatute
Nigga you betta try to fade dat bitch
Cuz me and the boys straight slayed that bitch(mmmhmm)
And i aint liein neither
Trippin bout them ho's betta leave that shit to beaver
Cuz a nigga run through yo shit
Fuckin all these ho's and dont give a fuck who yo' bitch
Cuz shit get bad for your health
And if you got ho problems betta keep em to yourself
Probably alotta other niggaz that'll hit her
But you just a weak nigga that fell in love with em
Ho problems aint no problems
Dont hate the game cuz that aint gone solve em
Nigga'z fall in love but they just dont know
When you gonna learn to let a ho be a ho(my nigga) (x2)
What if your girl let another nigga hit it
Would you accept it our would you cry like a bitch
You'd probably try to kill her then kill yourself
Sayin she wasnt real but you wasnt real yourself
Cuz you knew she was a ho when you met her
But the pussy so good you just wanted it forever
And it hurt you to know another nigga got it
But tell me dogg what could you do to stop it
Nothin!
Ho problems aint no problems
Dont hate the game cuz that aint gone solve em
Nigga'z fall in love but they just dont know
When you gonna learn to let a ho be a ho(my nigga) (x2)
Know what im sayin
Bout time for jt money to get back off in this game(you know)
Lotta niggaz was steering y'all wrong wit dis ho shit
Know what im talkin about
But im in it to put it down for dat real you know
Let you niggaz knowa bout these ho's
Teach you bout this game fo sho! baby
Ho problems aint no problems
Dont hate the game cuz that aint gone solve em
Nigga'z fall in love but they just dont know
When you gonna learn to let a ho be a ho(my nigga) (x4)
4.Kite 2 Da Boys
Caught up
Dirty game
Nigga i deal wit it though, you know
Shit aint easy out there on them streets boy, you know
Y'all niggaz watch yo ass boy, hold it down, fo'sho
They got me down but it aint no thang
When i hit the streets gotta let my nuts hang
Got a nigga cased over so much game
And everybody goin through the same ole thang x2
What up dogg hope you chillin cuz i aint
I wish i could be out with the boys but i cant
I really dont know what kinda time a nigga facin
Cant get a bond cuz i aint cooperatin
So ima strap down they gone take me for a ride
You'll look out for my shit while a nigga on the inside
Been here before so it really aint shit
You'll let me know what's goin on in the streets and whats sum
flix
Probably get a buzz when i think you got this letter
Shit is at it's worse and it can only get better
I be holla'n at my lawyer and he be tryin to work su'um
But i aint copin out shit cuz they aint got nothin
Just maintain'n here waitin for a court date
Dont need no loot becuz my commecery straight
And give a wussup to the boys 'round the way
Im shootin you this kite on the 9th day of may
My dogg had a b-day i hope his shit was straight
But when i hit the streets it'll be to late to celebrate
Just hold the fort down cuz your boy gone be alright
Right now im doin 500 pushups e'vrynite
My shit be on tight feelin like my shit gone burst
And im lock down on nigga merc from off the turf
That nigga dats jus (？？？) tell the boys peace
A couple otha niggaz we know from off the street
I would say they names but you prolly wouldnt know em
But i bet chu'd recognize these cats if you saw em
We got shit locked so you know your dogg straight
I'll write you page 2 when we take a smoke break nigga wut
They got me down but it aint no thang
When i hit the streets gotta let my nuts hang
Got a nigga cased over so much game
And everybody goin through the same ole thang x2
Yea boy nigga back afta i smoked 1
And this fd fuckin c shit aint no joke son
They have a nigga locked down all day
And the only outside a nigga see is the hallway
No bitchez
You know da ones they got on the streets in pictures
The whole thing operatin on snitchez, witchez
Why i dont talk bout mah case
You nosey ass niggaz tryin to be up in a nigga'z face
Muthafuckaz better back off me
These niggaz try to act soft, (？？？) in they rooms tryin to
jackoff
Poor fucka run around and catch a new charge
To many niggaz flaw talkin bout how dey live large
And to use the fone it be a long line
But i just whup oneofdez wannabes down b4 they fone time
Cuz ima be here alot more days
And aint nothin up in this thang but niggaz and o-yay's
And a couple crackaz who robbed banks
Da otha day my nigga swallowed some balloons and got a nigga
dank
We was gettin all serious on the rec y'all
Gotta be careful cuz them guards be sweatin hard
Or them jealous ass gramps might snitch
So ya gotta break em a lil picture get shook down
These muthafuckas out to keep me
But im shill cuz i still my ole girl weekly
Wit my lil sisters and my 2 kids
But im out boy i gotta do this bid im holla though
Catch y'all niggaz on the turf
They got me down but it aint no thang
When i hit the streets gotta let my nuts hang
Got a nigga cased over so much game
And everybody goin through the same ole thang x2
Boy i cant wait to get up out this shit
This muthafuckin institution life's a bitch
Police tell you when to eat and sleep
Shit jus creep a nigga miss the streets
Always get strip searched right out the vizo
Lost that right cuz i slapped up my hizo
Fuck that nigga aint about dis shit
A nigga gotta stay the fuck out this bitch
Know what im sayin
They got me down but it aint no thang
When i hit the streets gotta let my nuts hang
Got a nigga cased over so much game
And everybody goin through the same ole thang (4x)
5.On The Grind
East coast nigga if ya wit me let me hear ya say east coast
East coast nigga if ya wit me let me hear ya say east coast
I want the jackpot
The gats, the yachts, the fat knots, the big house
And fly bitches i can dig out
I need a room for every day of the week
But right now it's kinda hard tryin to stay on my feet
I gotsta hide it
Dolla bill dreams of a poor hustla
And i get's money wit no busta
That's why i dont fuck wit a lot of niggaz
Cuz hoe niggaz foul out bout gold diggerz
See im a nigga tryin to get by
Get high
And get that money right so i can get fly
I want the finer (？？？) skins the leathers
Wake up every mornin wit 2 bitchez in bed
Im high foreva
Lazer beams guard my door
Champagne bottles on the floor from the nite before
Da money man be's the illest
I mean foreallist
Killa gets hot man like phillis
Hey you j you know we gotta put it down baby
Know what im sayin
We gotta put it down for the 9-9 know what im sayin
You gonna put it down
Keepin my mind over matter
People walkin 'round talkin that chit chatter
Aint nothin goin on but the rain around here
It's about all who you know
Pound for pound
Toe to toe
Blow for blow
Aint nothin goin on but the rain around here
E'verthangs addictive sex, drugs and gamblin
Fat chunks, fly cars, bitchez and gun handlin
Niggaz goin out for the goods dont believe me
Im tryin to move on up like georgia wheezy
But shit aint easy
E'verythangs a hustle
Cracka's out to rush you
Niggaz out to touch you
Camoflauge down but never camoflaug'n
Out on the grind tryin to bump fed charges
Information be leakin
Bullets heat seakin
93 hour peepin
Nowadays i be creepin
It's a god damn shame how dis game make a nigga
Always see in benzo's, lexo's, lac's and figga's
And fly ass bitchez out for the witchin
But aint no thang here bitch you cant get dis
But when you get dis
There's plenty more to earn
When you got fast loot in your pocket dat shit burn
Ay yo bi
You know what im sayin
You got dem niggaz and dem hoes out there
Yryin to come up off of you
You know what im sayin
Keepin my mind over matter
People walkin 'round talkin that chit chatter
Aint nothin goin on but the rain around here
It's about all who you know
Pound for pound
Toe to toe
Blow for blow
Aint nothin goin on but the rain around here
Yo boy you been puttin it down for 10 years now
Know what im sayin
It's yo time to shine now
So all y'all wannabe's need to step back baby
There ya go
You got the keys to the benz
Keys to the house
Know what im sayin
Got 3 million in the trunk
And you know i got you some of the poudy
For you to smoke on the way where ever you wanna go
And put it down any state, round the world, nationwide baby
I came up so now a nigga sittin on butt
Nowadays when you see me im in nothin but plush
Luxary auto
Get loose my motto
I sip and swallow
Bubbles right from the bottle
Cript joint the follow
They get me nice
Girlies lose they site from starrin at the ice
Got grip like a vice
Pockets stay fat
All my niggaz in da pip holdin gats
My mob is thick e'vrybody sittin on cheese
Wit fly ass bitchez wit tricks up they sleeve
Da boys burnin trees and fonto leaves
Bitchez wanna skeeze for honey bees and g's
But naw fuck them hoes
A nigga cant stand em
Flow get low when them hoes leave you stranded
Naw fuck dat shit bitch get out on the ground
I aint tryin to spend shit ima hold on to mine
What？
Keepin my mind over matter
People walkin 'round talkin that chit chatter
Aint nothin goin on but the rain around here
It's about all who you know
Pound for pound
Toe to toe
Blow for blow
Aint nothin goin on but the rain around here (2x)
6.Pimp Matrimony(Interlude)
7.Pimp Vs. Usa(Interlude)
8.Playa Ass Shit
Gotta work these hoes
Gotta work these hoes
Gotta make this flow
Gotta work these hoes
Gotta work these hoes
Gotta make this flow
Gotta work these hoes
Gotta work these hoes
Gotta make this flow
Gotta work these hoes
Nigga what？
Check it out!
This be some playa ass shit, what this is nigga？ [some playa ass
shit]
This be some playa ass shit, nigga what this is？ [some playa ass
shit]
I say they choose raw niggas
They use flaw niggas
We can't forget they use all niggas x2
Check it, this be some playa ass shit, soft ass niggas need to
check you bitch
They choose raw niggas
They use flaw niggas
We can't forget they use all niggas
They hungry foe that cheese
They get down on they knees
Tryin' to get dem honey bees
Think she won't？ nigga please
Let's be real for a minute
If yo' hoe couldn't spend it
Would that bitch still be wit' it？
Hell naw nigga quit it
Stop fooling yourself, this ho floss to much
Since you fucking this bitch, you done loss to much
Everything cost bread from her toes to her head
＞from the jewels to the threads, nigga sleeping in yo' bed
Nigga fuck that bitch, ？？ floss don't make since
Use to do lil' shit, now you paying this hoe rent
Nigga what thats yo' life, trying to turn this hoe trife
Uh! this be some playa ass shit
Yeah, uh! this be some playa ass shit
They choose raw niggas
They use flaw niggas
We can't forget they use all niggas
Uh! this be some playa ass shit
Alot of you niggas don't be knowing how to treat these hoes
When you meet these hoes, wanna sweet these hoes
And trying to keep these hoes
And playa hating on a playa
Thats the game and nigga i'm in it
So you keep breaking off these hoes with that loot
And i keep helping 'em spend it
Too many niggas got they game in they pocket
See my game is just two strong, three strong, four strong
I been out here so long
For some new jack to come and try to knock me
I know that git jock me cuz he alway trying to mock me
See i don't sweat that, cuz pimping ain't easy
A major you chumps is just measly, believe me
See ain't no trick fooling me
She ain't gotta be true to be, as long as she do for me
Peep game!
Playa haters don't understand the money man
I keep grands plus your best hoe my biggest fan
Tell me where you niggas was when game was being passed out
If it wasn't for that loot alot of niggas would be assed out
You get amped around these hoes and wanna flash knots
I get a word these same hoes off in yo' stash box
I'm in this thang for the riches
Plus i'm a pimp and i love all my bitches
9.Poetry Moment(Interlude)
10.Rap Ass Nigga
Most rappers ain't nothing but niggas who talk a good one
Talking bout' they thugs, g's, and hustlas
Or they'll kill a nigga quick bout' some dumb shit
Get your mind right, i can tell you'se a young kid
Still a nigga see right through your game
I know it ain't no substance to your game
Trying to outdo the next nigga, claiming g
But all you rap ass niggas are the same to me
I gave you game for free, and i just call it like i see it
Say you real, well nigga be it
Nigga don't speak about it, be about it
Cause i'm the type of nigga to come through and see about it
Damn right, nigga kill with that camouflauge
Cause i know you as real as a damn mirage
You ain't really here
Talking that same shit, even though you only real as the game
you kick
Rap ass nigga
Hook
Well if you go on and on til' the break of dawn
You a rap ass nigga
And if you hip the hop, the bee-bop don't stop
You a rap ass nigga
And if you fluent talking all that gangsta shit
You a rap ass nigga
And if you fit any one of those categories, boy you need to quit
Cause you a rap ass nigga
Motherfuckers think they can tell anything to a nigga
You got us fucked up like liqour, pussy nigga
Cause you got a big budget, thank you can drop anything on the
public
And we gonna love it
Naw playa, it don't work that way
Keep playing, fuck around and get hurt that way
Shit, i feel like a lot of niggas owe me cheese
Got me wasting my bread on these wack cd's
Niggas might as well only sell singles
Get out the game and go do commercial jingles
For kool-aid, pringles, or some other shit
Rap ass niggas just make a nigga sick
Can't hold in my beat no mo'
If i try you, then i might blow
But it might slow, down in the bottom
Rap ass niggas need to fall like harder
Hook
I'm on a roll like shit paper
Getting cheese while these other niggas get vapors
All for me, but my game go beyond this
Thats the reason other motherfuckers join this
I mean jealous nigga, when you look upon this
All you see is greatness and wanna harm this
But see you harmless, so find someone to play with
You out your league, fucking with this heavy-weight shit
With all that fake shit
I'm flowing really scary huh
Barely to you niggas who clown like jim carrey huh
Flows vary from bass to that funk shit
Got you open, cause i'll never join your punk shit
Motherfuckers on the jock like they want dick
Copy cats hear their flows and get so sick
Beat downs all you fuck niggas gonna get
For even thinking you can sit on my chrome bitch
Hook
11.Something 'bout Pimpin'
Jt money：
I got a problem with this punk ass bitch i know
Ol' no good skanlezz switch out ho
An untrustworthy bitch like delilah
Only thing she good for is puttin' dick inside her, mother
fuckin' face
Bitch got some good neck
But the little trick need to learn some respect
She made me beat her ass.
Take a nigga out this game.
See i don't beat my hoes cause all my hoes is payin'
But this one act like she don't understand
You is the bitch, me, i'm the man
Remember dat shit, then learn to submit
And that when you stop gettin' your funky ass kicked little hard
headed
Trick
See a nigga know about ya
And i know a dollar bill 'll bring tha ho outcha
Then you got the nerve to claim you better than the rest of my
hoes
When you ain't even in the rankin' of the best of my hoes
Chorus： somethin' about pimpin'
That makes me love this game
Somethin' about pimpin'
The hoes be off the chain
Somethin' about pimpin'
I just don't wanna stop
Somethin' about pimpin'
Cause this players gotta keep a fat knock
Too short：
I'm like jd walker
Pimp hat to tha right smooth talker
Bitches workin' all night like a stalker
Gettin' every last nickel dime and quarter
Pimpin' ain't hardly nuthin' new to me
Used to be a little kid watchin' movies
I knew what i wanted in life, about nine or ten hoes
I ain't want no wife
I used to walk real cool like my leg was broke
And i still do, now i get paid from hoes, beeitch
Cuz this east side nigga don't care
Since i was nine years old i been a player
And now i got a lot 'o women
It's never endin'
It's just somethin' 'bout this pimpin'
Chorus
Jt money：
Now, one time for you h-os
You wanna try a real player bout his pesos
Hey hoes, i know you in this game tryin' to come up, pick a come
up
Got these niggas got they nut up for some cut ups
So wut up all i wanna do is get this money witcha
I'm dead serious, i ain't tryin' to be funny witcha
I teach tha game but it ain't for free
When i see you with some change you just bring it to me
See you can come up in this game
And you can get hurt ho
When you in public just remember who you work for
Cause all them tight ？ cats gonna come try to holla
So called ballers, flashin' they dollars
Hatin' j baby, you just play it crazy
Let him spend his loot on them boobs
So you can pay
All i want is the bread
He want the pussy and head
Don't be misled just remember everything i said
Beotch
Chorus until end
12.Too Real
13.Whatcha Want
Nigga, be the shit like manure
No niggas true'er, gats go boo-ya!
Slugs go through ya', give a fuck who ya' claim to be
None of y'all niggas can't hang with me
Gimme some room, let me slang these bow's
Flaw ass niggas, trick ass hoes
Pull a blade game, finna get you killed
Fuck with mine, i'll split your wig
Take no shorts, play no games
Put it on your ass boy, it ain't no thang
Chickens say j, let em stray
Death to them niggas that playa hate
Can't apologize nigga, its too late
Whatcha want boy, come meet your fate
Know when you take, your ass gonna die
I'm the last nigga you wanna try
Hook
Whatcha want boy, nigga what you want huh？ (x8)
I keep my business on the low-down
Cause the motherfuckers act like they so down
Wait up hoe, sit your ass better slow down
Cause i got enough bucks for us to go round'
I'm the type of nigga to get in your town
Find out where you live, kick your door down
Run up in it, lay you and your hoe down
Introduce both of y'all to the floor pal
Better know pal, j don't play shit
Real nigga from the m-i-a bitch
Flawed niggas in the game on their last leg
？？？？
Better move that shit, before i come through
Cause i'm a hit you with more than the 1-2
I'm who, dat nigga you don't wanna fuck wit'
Hit your white ass open like a dove shit
Better bust bitch
Hook
It's a dirty game, niggas off the chain
Better keep a thang, better bang-bang
Gotta lay my hang up in this bitch
Flaw ass niggas, i'm a bust your shit
Money man comin', better start runnin'
Nigga when i'm coming, believe i'm gunnin'
Step to plate, i'ma shut you down
Got them choppers to cut you down
Wassup now, nigga still wanna play
Fuck with j, be d.o.a
Ain't no game, boy i said that before
Put a nigga ass six feet below
Nigga whatcha want, nigga whatcha need
Don't wanna die, then you better take heed
Rotten niggas gettin' beside theyself
Nigga like me, get bad for your health boy
Hook
14.Who Dat
Jack jack.. yeah!
Put em up! put em up!
Yo yo.. jt money!
Throw em up! throw em up!
Jt money!
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (go nutty - who dat？)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (who dat？ huh？)
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
(who dat？ who dat？ who dat？ who dat？)
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew
(huh？ yeah!)
Yo who dat off-brand nigga tryin to hang wit the clique
Flossin like you came wit the clique
But would you bang with the clique if it was thick
Or do you just ride dick？
Cause playa, i don't know you, nigga tell me who you wit!
If you hang wit the squad, you bound to get scarred
Sucker boys run they mouth, real niggaz run the yard
Round here we blow trees, don't fuck with ob's
You dick-ride niggaz might be the police; aaaah-iight？
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (aiy-ya nig-ga)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (yeah!)
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
(who dat？ who dat？ huh？)
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew
(tryin to.. in my.. it's you!)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (aiy-ya-ya)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
(who dat？ who dat？ who dat？)
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew
(who dat？ tryin to get up in my..)
Uhh, me and my girls rollin deep, represent the sole
Bunch of fly-ass bitches, when we ride it's on
See them niggaz all pause, droppin digital phones
Askin me, where you from, cause they wantin to clone, niggaz..
Them lines, they spit, they want, my shit
But game, be whack, i turn, my back
Then hear that you're lickin, stickin it
Tell all your friends that you're dickin it
Swingin on them ？？
Hi-fi shit nigga, get sick with this, say
Who dey？ who dat？ no chance, blew dat
When you said that you wrote this
Have red zone niggaz on blow for this bitch
Don't you deny it nigga, don't even try it nigga
You makin claims that you laid wit the fly nigga
Don't know, your name, it still, remains
That you, would say, you fucked, so-le'
Everytime they turn a back, burn tracks
Niggaz wanna say they've earned stacks
Dick be jack, picture that
Say my name i'm the one, who the fuck is dat？ why？
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (aiy-ya-ya)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
(who dat？ who dat？ who dat？ huh？)
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew
(who dat？ tryin to get up in my crew!)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (aiy-ya-ya)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
(who dat？ who dat？ who dat？ huh？)
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew
I been said a legendary up in this motherfucker
Veteran in this game, and still bringin ruckus
Never had no time for tricks or no bustaz
I only fuck wit dat real i got no love for suckers
All these tiny-ass niggaz be wanna wear my shoes
Ain't got the slightest of clues or either paid your dues
Then these hoes goin crazy, bout j baby!
The way you show me your love, is by the way you pay me
The game room been closed, so stay up out of mine
Just know i keep niggaz up and krunk, like battle lines
Motherfuckers be all up in a nigga biz
Tryin to question my shit just like a pop quiz
Nigga what this is？ aaaa-ight？
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (aiy-ya-ya)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
(who dat？ who dat？ who dat？ huh？)
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew
(who dat？ tryin to.. in my.. it's you!)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (aiy-ya-ya)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
(who dat？ who dat？ who dat？ huh？)
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew
(who dat？ tryin to get up in my crew!)
(we out to change nigga!)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
(we runnin game nigga! you wanna bang nigga？)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya
(it ain't no thang nigga! we out to change nigga)
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
(we runnin game nigga! you wanna bang nigga？)
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew
(it ain't no thang nigga! aaaa-ight!)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (aiy-ya-ya)
Aiy-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya (ya-ya-ya-ya-ya)
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
(who dat？ who dat？ who dat？ huh？)
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew
(who dat？ tryin to.. in my.. it's you!)
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
Who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who dat who
(who dat？ who dat？ who dat？ huh？)
Who dat who dat who dat tryin to get up in my crew
(who dat？ tryin to get up in my crew!)
Yeah!
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