| (feat. Big Head)[Introduction: Webbie] | |
| Trill ent | |
| Young Savage | |
| If it don't make dolla's it don't make sense | |
| I'm just doing what | |
| I do when | |
| I do what | |
| I do Nobody do it better nobody | |
| If it ain't purple it ain't smoking right[Verse 1:] | |
| I don't know what's finna happen tomorrow | |
| But Growing up in dem hoods | |
| All a ni**a can do is hope it'll be good | |
| Him, big head dats my thug [? ] | |
| So where you art (I'm in da hood) just stay dere | |
| I'll through it | |
| When I'm riding it's high 18 ft | |
| Or some hit with some heat | |
| Told my peeps | |
| I'm a die in these streets | |
| I'm a million dolla ni**a why am | |
| I in these streets? | |
| I don't know ni**a shittt | |
| I got love in these streets8th grade found a plug in em and | |
| I ain't turn back | |
| Ain't no love in em thugs gonna have to learn dat | |
| I'm a tell ya'll da real doe money what we here foe! | |
| Cause say he was coming home | |
| Monday, dat was a year ago | |
| Tell me stop | |
| I blow, My tolerance is real low | |
| If it wasn't fo baby bopper | |
| I woulda died from pounds a some years ago | |
| Young savage | |
| I be hearing you doe, | |
| You got some tigger in you doe | |
| Nigga sounding like you on da cool but | |
| I don't know[Chorus:] | |
| I make it just so sick dat dey gotta (bite my shit) | |
| Man I got so many hoes and bit*ches (like my dick) | |
| Man I ain't neva gon stop it's just like pimpin (just like dis) | |
| And get it (just like dis) and win it (jus like dis)[x2][Verse 2:] | |
| I ain't neva had shit but dis rap wish | |
| Big whips but no money fo da chap stick | |
| But I was real since a ni**a hit backflips | |
| I'm real in thugin | |
| I don't need no practice[? ]m | |
| Girls under the mattress | |
| Start Fuckin a bitch look like a actress | |
| I workin for da magnum stead of plastic | |
| Everywhere | |
| I go I got hoes so attracted | |
| Don't be hatin jus be brave and get yo ass whipped | |
| I'm a bust him if his ass trip[Chorus:] | |
| I make it just so sick dat dey gotta (bite my shit) | |
| Man I got so many hoes and bit*ches (like my dick) | |
| Man I ain't neva gon stop it's just like pimpin (just like dis) | |
| And get it (just like dis) and win it (jus like dis) |