Aye you know im c**aine crazy right?
These n***as go
White dis , white dat
(quit f**ing with me , white everything)
A lil b**h i f** with talk bout she want white cat .
You know dis my city right?
(hoe you crazy)
p**y a** n***a
I got base in the trunk, highs on the inside, marshmallow paint 49ers on the inside
Touchdown, a n***a going long, field goal, extra point a n***a going strong
210 on the dash, blue jean inside, white wit blue top, like the yankees when i come past
Home run, that boy out the park, bases loaded, world series, that boy hustle smart
Streets Talkin Gotti been doing good
n***as wanna try em, couple n***as from the hood
You know how that go, n***as say you dont f** wit em, truth be told wen i hustlin i aint f** wit em
Same n***a still owe me on a pack, think a n***a forgot becuz im rappin? nah...
When i get off the road I shoot back to my town
New whips, new watch, f** with me, its goin down
Own family hatin, n***as looking mad, guess it be little better if a n***a was doin bad,
But momma got a smile, brother still wild i gotta get this money i just had another child,
They say im gettin fat,guess im eatin good
20 racks in the motor, got my name under the hood, YO GOTTI,
Sometimes i think back, I could of went fed, this a chance in a lifetime i gotta think ahead
I got base in the trunk, highs on the inside, marshmallow paint 49ers on the inside
Touchdown, a n***a going long, field goal, extra point a n***a going strong
210 on the dash, blue jeans inside, white with blue top, like the yankees when i come past
Home run, that boy out the park, bases loaded, world series, that boy hustle smart
My city rootin for me the club owners mad cause i wont come to kick it
For under 25 bands & u taking it personal im just tryna feed my mans
See u aint a real n***a so dats sumthin u wouldnt understand
But if it wasnt for my homeboys and if it wasnt for my fans i would of been clicked on u b**hes nd doin a quarter off n da can but imma keep on grindin nd keep on shinin cuss dats wut u cant stand imma k** u b**hes softly every time i ride pa**
What da f** make u wanna beef wit me like u street as me running round here talking down b**h u aint use to be wit me b**h u aint use to tote heat wit me b**h u aint use to eat wit me b**h i was thuggin n ridgecrest yo funky a** was somewhere down da street yo f** a** aint no real g tell me where dey do dat at gang bang in yo neighborhood but round me wouldn't even throw up your set
Motherf**ers do anything for a check, ok dats cool but dont f** around & let project pat and juicy j get yo a** wet
On another note im da same n***a wit mo paper nd mo bigger & wen ever im n town b**h im rite here on shady vista my j**lry on my car parked my shirt off wit no pistol aint nan n***a gone take nuttn my lil n***az a shake sumtn my lil n***as got mo paper my lil n***as dont even rap runnin round talk bout u got signed b**h u still livin in da trap!!!!!!
I got base in the trunk, highs on the inside, marshmallow paint 49ers on the inside
Touchdown, a n***a going long, field goal, extra point a n***a going strong
210 on the dash, blue jeans inside, white with blue top, like the yankees when i come past
Home run, that boy out the park, bases loaded, world series, that boy hustle smart