[Verse 1]
I come of the tongue slick like Goldie
Start playing, the rap budget can't hold me
Quick to change lanes, got a couple of choices
Either way a n***a still eating muscles and oysters
Spilling Champagne on b**hes, rockstar
Doing the Rick James on top of a cop car
I came uptown for a thousand grams raw
Back home had everything with the lockjaw
Now I'm in the BM and it's missing the roof
The Pittsburgh Nas without a chip in his tooth
Free Beanie Sigel, it's time to give him the truth
This one for the city, you know I did it for you
Like bang bang, n***a, shining like a DS
Turn it up a notch on these Plain Jane n***as
We ain't the same, n***a, you'se a lame n***a
I let my nuts hang like orangutang, n***a
[Hook]
We rocking on the mic like this
Like this the place that I belong
Everytime I rock a mic like this
I rock it all night long
Yo, don't I been whipping in the Benz like this
Like it's the whip that I belong
Everytime I drive a whip like this
I take a bad b**h home
She wanna, she wanna ride with a G
[Verse 2]
Yeah, I pull up, hop out and shine on 'em
Hating n***as wanna drop a dime on him
Bad b**hes wanna naughty whine on him
But I'm grinding, sh**, I ain't got time for 'em
Speeding down the parkway, hand on that woodgrain
Sitting on the park, can see the ice from far away
My n***a, I be working on my off day
Rap don't work I move up with my all yay
Big car? Check - bad b**h? Check
What we really do it for? Money, power, respect
Stones in the face, got me telling time on Breguets
Hand a label a bag, go take it out of my check
That hustling sh**, you better believe it
Getting cold hearted cash, you can take it and leave it
Make a hater believe it
Little kids see the car and give chase when they sees it
It's a gangster achievement, n***a
[Hook]
[Interlude]
Real rap universal
n***as get in the way with these half a** bars
sh**, man - we letting that sh** slide?
Nah, it's murder
[Verse 3]
Yo, the microphone Godzilla
By the end of the song a lot of y'all out there gon' need pallbearers
Bong ripper sipping on hard liquor
Mad b**hes trying to pull down my PR zipper
I shoot 'em with the venom in my denim
Two of my n***as, now she saying when ''I see 'em I'mma k** 'em''
Bottles of PJ, I chill 'em before I sip 'em
I hear a lot of n***as, but I don't really feel 'em
Before this rap sh** it was everything foreign
Spots to vacate, I never seen touring
Living the fast life, ain't never got boring
Never stopped eating, got old cheddar mold
What you n***as holding? Play your cards right
You n***as start folding, I see these n***as posing
This grown man business, don't put your nose in
I'm from the jungle they grew the concrete rose in
Kick the player haters out and let the hoes in