[Intro: {DJ Whoo Kid}]
2 G's Up! {DAMN!} [shot]
Yeah! {LET'S GO!}
[Chorus:]
Them n***as don't like me! (like me...)
I'm gettin' money and I'm icey! (icey...)
Jealousy most likely, (likely...)
You won't learn, you'll be shot - dooown! [shot]
We ridin' round with the top gone (top gone...)
Don't hang out on that block long, (block long...)
Tick tock hold spot tongue! (spot tongue...)
f** around and get shot - dooown! {NON STOP! } [shot]
[Verse 1:]
Uh! - PLK to kingpin! - You can't "pin" the "king" down (uh-huh!)
I let somethin' swing 'round that'll knock thing down. (yeeah!)
Eight rings blaow! - Icey knuckle sh**
Your chick look good, is the chick I'm prolly f**in' with. (yeah!) [gunshot]
If your pimpin' her up. - Then I'm a have her s**in' sick (yeah!)
Wardrobe full of tight sh**. - Don't nuthin' fit. (naah!)
I don't cuff for sh**. - You can have her back tomorrow! (yeah!)
I drop her off in my all nine long Gillard'. (yeah!) {Whooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
And I know! - You rather see me hollow. (uh!)
Lined up and follow, cause all of this pyro. (yeah!)
I drink out the bottle and smoke out the bottle
Buy five rims every car (why?) - in case I hit a pot hole. {COME ON!} [gunshot]
Follow me as we ain' sharin' no space, he gotta move, gotta die!
Fix 'em up real good. - I got the two's, lullaby! (lullaby!)
No big things they love the ride, (ride...)
SouthSide don't be a homicide! (homicide!)
[Chorus:]
Them n***as don't like me! (like me...)
I'm gettin' money and I'm icey! (icey...)
Jealousy most likely, (likely...)
You won't learn, you'll be shot - dooown! [shot] {Whoooooooo!}
We ridin' round with the top gone (top gone...) (yeah!)
Don't hang out on that block long, (block long...) (why?) {CAN'T FORGET...}
Tick tock hold spot tongue! (spot tongue...) {ROGER! }
f** around and get shot - dooown! {S.O.D.! } [shot]
[Verse 2:]
Uh! - Vanilla Benzo with the hollowproof window (yeah!)
Raised up till I hit the bu*ton - make it Limbo! (yeah!)
They call me the "King"! I "Line" a "Punch" like Kimbo, (Kimbo!)
Exotic Endo my garage like a rim show. (whoo!) [gunshot] {DAMN! }
I added one from the intro, I'm built for this
Grizzy! (grizzy!) - They kinda won't survive in the wilderness,
Girls! (girls!) - Follow her I knew he'd be a hater! (right!)
I'm stuntin' with my Caliber - Louis V and Gator! (uh!)
TRAITOR - next to them were n***az that you beef with
You lucky they faint! - If they wouldn't you'd be in deep sh**. (yeah!)
Face neck and tee ripped so eat quick they metal for you
Walk with the talk (uh!) with the sleep (uh!) with the devil. (uh!) {COME ON!}
They don't act up! - Now that I'm active, they know better,
Gold getter! - I got 'em runnin' like [Dante] Culpepper! (pfyuu!)
My last mixtape was a cla**ic
And this one'll do more than match it. {ANGEL!} - YOU ba*tard! [gunshot]
[Chorus:]
Them n***as don't like me! (like me...) (nah!)
I'm gettin' money and I'm icey! (icey...) (uh-huh!) {G-UNIT!}
Jealousy most likely, (likely...) (right!)
You won't learn, you'll be shot - dooown! [shot] {OOOHH!}
We ridin' round with the top gone (top gone...) (yeah!)
Don't hang out on that block long, (block long...) (why?)
Tick tock hold spot tongue! (spot tongue...) (right!)
f** around and get shot - dooown! [gunshot] [beat stops] {Whoooooo!}