Lyrics:
Chevy's
24's so you know we roll heavy, uh (YMCMB)
Welcome to my hood
Where they get fly like a G6
And everybody know this is the remix
Welcome to my
Everybody can't compete with you
Everybody can't be street really
Everybody can't eat wit you
Because Everybody can't keep it G with you
Nall
gotta eat (Gotta eat)
Gotta make ends meet, when you be up in these mother fucking streets (HA)
'Cause everybody gotta eat (Gotta eat)
Gotta eat (Gotta
really going on
Make it look like a lot of stealing going on
Boy them cops is killers in my home
Nigga shot dead in the middle of the street
I ain't no
Everybody just is obnoxious when they
Around me ‘cause they
Don’t know me ‘cause they don’t know me
Con on my steez and they know that I’m greeze
And they
so they fall out
Whip, double roof, dog barkin' on the dog house
And I gotta give 'em the Lyt
My people in the struggle, I gotta give 'em a fight
Ain't
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
the house keeper when
They hear folks cussin'
Cause you already know that
You won't deal nothing such a fucking mark
Tryna play those type of games
Dawg I'm
to eat
I really had to get it out the streets
And it's a little different when you come up from the bottom
Had to get it out the mud you can't tell me
Just when you thought it was safe to come out
Infamous all in your face, in your mouth
That's right, niggaz best to stay up in the house
Watch we
with me
And turn me back to the old me
Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say
But nothing comes out when they move their lips
so they fall out
Whip, double roof, dog barkin' on the dog house
And I gotta give 'em the Lyt
My people in the struggle, I gotta give 'em a fight
Ain't
mum's house, now, they're invadin' my business
While I'm still gettin' chased by these dirty little girls that never had a job
And think they're worth
to say
But nothing comes out when they move their lips
Just a bunch of gibberish
And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody
to say
But nothing comes out when they move their lips
Just a bunch of gibberish
And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre
Nowadays everybody
really going on
Make it look like a lot of stealing going on
Boy them cops is killers in my home
Nigga shot dead in the middle of the street
I ain't no
block street
Nigga health care insured by that guap
More ways than [?] to me [?]
Jackals playin' overseas with they yacht
Shit I probly be the same I find
Then the streets getting colder
They said I would't make it no way
I think my heart getting colder, my heart getting cold
Told them I would make it
had to call my plug and vouch for him
'Cause I ain't even got an ounce for 'em
I keep running out on 'em
Everybody gotta eat, just try not to leave
talking shit they didn't like, riding marble white
I might just break 'em off, when I come dripped out like Ike
I'm talking shoes by Huarache, shirts by
talking shit they didn't like, riding marble white
I might just break 'em off, when I come dripped out like Ike
I'm talking shoes by Huarache, shirts by
to come up mathematically
I did it for the city but now everybody mad at me
Motherfuck em all they sweat from my balls
If I drop another album I did that
Hennessy different
You get ya crew jammed up
I got my blue bands up
I'll put you down when we come in
Contact like this two hand touch
Arsonal puts his hands
Tell 'em if they want it, they can come get that (Statik)
I swear I love my city, I just want less (Statik)
See me, they salute me, they ain't
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