[Verse 1]
It'll be like ran over; the impact of an 18 wheeler
There's no surviving this dirty game yet I'm the k**er
Finna gather my n***as, some gorillas, supply they n***a
Finna make one call, they coming to get'cha, got 'em n***a
Told them Diablos take a chill, I got this here
Mixed in the crowd, searching for ya, I'm over here
Swear to God I ain't running I ain't never been scared of no busta
You phony as hell, I'm ATL you from Augusta
We take this sh** far as you want make a call on you self
We can WCW Nitro and I take them damn belts
[Hook]
That n***a done growed my beard ain't he (uh-huh)
That n***a listed where I live ain't he (well uh-huh)
That n***a ain't real he be fakin ain't he (uh-huh)
That n***a from Augusta by Macon ain't he (well uh-huh)
That n***a done growed my beard ain't he (uh-huh)
That n***a listed where I live ain't he (well uh-huh)
[Verse 2]
Wanna know what I ride, deuce deuce's, Monte Carlo Chevy
Wanna know what's inside, AK, and I'm Ready
That n***a couldn't beat me in a tennis game with 20 arms
That n***a couldn't beat me in a shootout if he had 50 guns
Any n***a try to help him and write his raps you f**ing up
We walk in the Bodytap you there, you ducking us
That n***a done switch from the Nike's to them Reebok cla**ic's
That n***a got me so downpacked I'm laughing at him
As far as a major company, I don't give a flyin f**
They ain't offering me enough cause I'm looking at you ain't came up
[Hook]
That n***a done growed my beard ain't he (uh-huh)
That n***a listed where I live ain't he (well uh-huh)
That n***a ain't real he be fakin ain't he (uh-huh)
That n***a from Augusta by Macon ain't he (well uh-huh)
That n***a done growed my beard ain't he (uh-huh)
That n***a listed where I live ain't he (well uh-huh)
[Verse 3]
That n***a don't know bout my city, cause he's a country n***a
That n***a don't know we'll come get him cause we some mobster n***as
Them n***as he got in his corner, them straight lobster n***as
We loading up ready to ride y'all, we mafia n***as
You think making a song with Baby D, make 'em put me down
Who you think crunk Oomp Camp, now whose the rookie now
I put this rock-n-roll sh** against every last label
It'll be like 4 old chairs at a brand new bra** table
[Hook]
That n***a done growed my beard ain't he (uh-huh)
That n***a listed where I live ain't he (well uh-huh)
That n***a ain't real he be fakin ain't he (uh-huh)
That n***a from Augusta by Macon ain't he (well uh-huh)
That n***a done growed my beard ain't he (uh-huh)
That n***a listed where I live ain't he (well uh-huh)