Lyrics
Y’all niggas still talking shit, huh?
Hahahaha
I heard him say that we don’t smoke the loudest
I heard him say that we don’t got them thousands
I heard him say that we don’t got the power
Let’s just assume they don’t know nothing 'bout us
I heard them call each other on the phone
I heard him say that we ain’t 'bout to blow
I heard him say they won’t come to our shows
They must’ve heard we fucked all of they hoes
If its about that paper there’s no need to get me on it
You’ll never get better than me baby let’s just be honest
If I want then she got it
We eat at Benihana’s
But she can’t pronounce my shoes
She call em «Baly-incy-aga's»
I told her if she don’t blow
Then 'ima just send her home
No, I ain’t stutter baby do I look like I’m Joe?
I gotta braid up in the morning
All my clothes are imported
When I’m in the club, I’m in the very important
I’m 'bout to, I’m 'bout to
Im 'bout to leave and never come back
Trust me I’m 'bout to run rap my niggas 'gon make you
Run that, Run that, Run that, Run that
Careful where you stunt at
No, I don’t eat pussy bitch can’t you see I’m above that
Now that I’m big poppa she asking for one more chance
When I see her out in public don’t even give her a glance
I won’t be the reason that none of these bitches gassed
I fuck 'em and duck 'em then I’m CP3 with that pass like
Donnie been working it’s getting so perfect
I’m killing these niggas they think they deserve it
Think they deserve it, why do you think you deserve it?
I’m killing these flows and I’m killing these hoes
They snorting the product then they gotta go
They ain’t make no profit, than how you hold
You wanna get down, I’ll show you the shows
So many diamonds they glisten
They make 'yo bitch want to listen
My money multiply, you niggas stuck on addition (You stuck!)
Let me show you around town, fuck around and you end up missing
Me and the plug are good friends, spy and you catching us fishing
Talking our business
We balling, no fitness
I swim with the birdies and fly with the fishes
You no competition
You losing, you jealous, you hate that we winning
Money my mission
If we shoot at you it’ll be nothing but swishes
(Swish, Swish, Swish)
My bitches blow kisses
They hate from a distance
I see that you running but you is defenseless
My flow is endless
You one or two sentence
You throwing the ball and I catch it, deception
Cause you a defensemen
Why don’t you stay on the bench (Sit down!)
My niggas, we swing for the fence
Shouts out to the 6
Shouts out to the strippers
Shouts out to blocks
Fuck you to the opps
Shouts out to the bitches
Shouts out to the niggas
The real niggas that get it
The real niggas that live it
I get it, I know you know I do
And I’m from the 6, my point of view
Let’s get the shit, how we supposed to do
Let’s show them niggas, how these soldiers do
Making moves with my army
Cause making money ain’t a hobby
And niggas die for this shit and when them shots go up in 'yo body
You 'gon wish you never got rich that’s why this body armor all on me
I heard them niggas talk grimey
Talking like they wanna find me
I heard the shit through Donnie
Told me niggas moving slimy
Cause niggas heard that I’m signing
It’s a cold world I ain’t lying
But I got the whole 6 behind me
And I got the block now, I ain’t giving it up
Top down, she’ll live it up
Cops riding, and I ain’t giving a fuck