[Talking] Just another day in the hood Chillin with my n***as, ya know Right now we shoot a documentary for my mothaf**in album Bringin y'all n***as straight to the hood, come on walk with me [Verse 1 - Lil' Flip] n***a I can hit you from a block away Cause my chopper bang like a beat from Dr.Dre I'm creepin at night with a Ki of that white From 8'O clock till 5, come get what you like From Vicodin to X pills you know who got the best deal I guarantee you f**ers this'll be my best year Canary stones got me lookin like a night light I ain't racist when it comes to diamonds cause I like white My bezzel lookin like it ain't even paid for But that's a lie b**h I got real paper I'm from the ghetto, the gudda where the feds hang I'm with ya wife f**in up ya bed frame You ridin, I'm ridin-time to grab the weapons The shell catchers, gloves, and them teflons Cause when it's war anything goes I'm a stand up n***a, nah I ain't a hoe [Chorus - Lil' Flip] I'm from da hood-da gudda, da, da, da gudda I wish you would-da gudda, da, da, da gudda Let's get it understood-da gudda, da, da, da gudda I got choppers made of wood-da gudda, da, da, da gudda I'm from da hood-da gudda, da, da, da gudda I wish you would-da gudda, da, da, da gudda Let's get it understood-da gudda, da, da, da gudda I got choppers made of wood-da gudda, da, da, da gudda [Verse 2 - Lil' Flip] Ay alot of n***as hatin on me cause of the j**els I got So just face reality homie you ain't hot I read ya little interviews you don't know when to quit No matter how good you do n***as gon'talk sh** I got b**hes on my team that'll rob you n***a Right after she give you head and ma**age you n***a I play the game like a pro when it come to the streets And the bump'll make you leak when it come to the beef...ca'peesh Look, listen when I talk cause I'm a general I hope ya OG's smart enough to let you know I'm the truth in the booth what I rap about I did it I told Johnny put thirty pointers in my fitted I get it, I got it I'm makin a profit My kitted Impala watch me hop it I'm hittin switches on the b**hes when I drive by I'm knockin snitches in ditches when I do drive bys [Chorus] [Bridge] Look if you wanna get paid, get that money n***a If you wanna ride blades, get that money n***a If you wanna Escalade, get that money n***a Yeah b**h I got it made, get that money n***a(oh boy) [Verse 3 - Lil' Flip] Look it's one for the money, two for the show Three gigs for eight five now I need my dough Look I'm straight off the block where the fiends be geekin I know a cat who snort three O's every weekend Lawyers, and doctors hide behind they occupations Cause at the first of the month they be waiting Shiiit I take food stamps and all that sh** And if that ain't a hustle what you call that then(chump) I'm a young a** n***a with alot of game I floss hard cause everyday I rock a different chain I think my hood and my n***as who hold me down Besides Lil'J, Lil' Flip control the town(*echoes*) [Chorus]