Big tymers:
Fa sho...this for my homie k.c.
That just did ten in tha pen
Bout to spit this game for ya fool
Chorus: [b.g. & big tymers]
These n***as don't understand that he tha man
(and on the downlow i'm still sellin' birds they tell me that)
These n***as don't understand that he tha man
(and on the downlow i'm still sellin' birds they tell me that)
First verse [baby]
I need me a lick, to come up on a hundred g's
(how b?)
Movin' these f**in' kees
(where b?)
Run em' in that u.p.t.
(and who gone run em?)
Tha brotha and my b.g.
[b.g.]
You gotta beat em
(that n***a is my lady)
Four golds and i'm out there baby
[baby]
I hit my safe for a hundred and fifty g's
(why n***a?)
Orderin' for 20 kees
(street value?)
Two hundred and fifty g's
(and what's yo profit?)
A lick for a hundred g's
[b.g.]
My people, baby, bout to bring us some heavy snow white
Mama told me i'ma have to go on that all night flight
f** breakin' two hundred i'm breakin' q.b's
Ziploc'em up and send em to that u.p.t.
Never seen a triple beam and so much yay
On his porch stairs, nothin' but mail
One hundred g's with ease now that's no big drama
I keep packin' sh** to keep icin' lil' mama
Too many kees bringin' rats and gats and cadillacs
But through thick and thin, v.l. got my back
Chorus
Second verse: [baby]
f**in' break these kees down to quarter kees
Let vamp run em all in the third ward u.p.t.
K.c. drop this load on my b.g.
(tear da kee)
Bring me back n***a a hundred g's
n***a get yo sh**
(n***a i got my sh**)
Ready to co*k yo sh**?
(i'm ready to pop my sh**)
[b.g.]
I'ma take yo breath, introduce you to d**h
When you get to hell, tell em i can follow your map
Tired of flippin' these hustlas, i wanna flip some g's
So what's up wit baby?
(graduated from kees)
We gone make this sh** happen, we gone flood em out uptown
And we gone bring and sprinkle a bit downtown
We ride lexus with interos, momos or cameros
Slim got the coke in a wayside barrel for 22-5
(got the kees for 11-5)
Come to the b.g. i might do it for a even 5
n***a i ball and people don't know it, cuz i don't show it
The only way to find out is if you come and score it
Cuz i don't stop with no hoe or no show
I wear my polo, and get a bucket and keep it on the downlow
Chorus
Third verse [manny]:
Never out her, money and the powder
n***a move the sh** from uptown to crowder
Who got the sprinkle to make yo a** wrinkle?
Dope fiends and o.g's bout to take a tango
Chickens in a bucket supreme, young hoes dream
Cash rules everything in town, know what i mean?
Snowin' like alaska, wanted in nebraska
b**h tryed to testify i straight blast her
K's and the ammo, modern-day rambo
Got a glock some woks and a gram hoe
Got a mazerati bumpin' like jon gotti
Red beams on the scene leave a bloody body
I got this sh** locked up
Manny fresh the special man a.k.a. big nutts
Chorus