chorus x2} i dont know yall i dont fuck wit yall cuz im a big dog i dont know yall i dot fuck wit yall man cuz im a big dog {verse1-young dro} i dont
air, c'mon!) All my bitch-es, if you're with me (yeah all my bitches where you at now) Yeah I see you (you know I see y'all) HOL-LA [Verse Two] Yeah
so appalled, I might buy the mall Just to show niggas how much more I have installed I'm fresher than you all, so I don't have to pause All of y'all
yeah I, I, I wanna get to know you I, I, I want you with me I, I, I just want to show you You belong to me I, I, I wanna get to know you I, I, I want
young G's Cicero, Martin Luther King Bankhead boys all down with me Harris home still my home County boys got them toys for y'all haters [Incomprehensible] Can't
30 days So if I get jam I know where it came from Rub my shit suitable never serve unusual All money ain't good and all money ain't fine Some money come
the hood like I did, and I'm gon' help 'em do it Cause I got love for my real niggaz and I got extra chips to do it Look I used to reap a lot of shit
simple mathematics, that equal more hoes I smoke a lot of dro, I got a lot of flows Shit I didn't have to say that, y'all already know [Chorus -
you can tell that he smoke But i don't need my vocal chords all i hit is C notes N.E.R.D flow i spaz if I'm prevoke I'm bout to change the fucking game
out belt buckle, aaa And I'm still on the grind I own ten watches But I'm neva on time I show up late 'Cause I blow up weight You doin' shows down hear
you feel we follow we're both risin They killed your cousin you strapped and you won't ride and don't think cause I rap that I won't (?) Play O-Dog in
fucking day, these no flow niggas Always in my face, with they promo niggas I thought I told y'all, I don't know Jigga I'm not Beanie Sigel and I don't
I don't need 'em, uh, uh, but I can do that there Put on a three piece suit and Shirley Temple my hair So I can, feel like a player when I walk in the
Hoes, hoes, money, roll Mr. Whup-Ass done stepped in the do' (Bone crusher) Bring the pain, to your skull Y'all niggaz don't want a fight, all y'all want
as I switch lanes No ice, I let my XXXXX wear my big chain Big things goin' down in a small hood Jack boys wanna rob, I wish y'all would See when the
hand first, come quick, bang in silence Since I hit for the kid, I'm a [unverified] rider Somehow I got bullets that'll find you and if you don't like
cool I will never fall off, I haul off heavy weight Fuck wit me dog, I chop you up like Norman Bates I'm true to this shit, I ain't new to this shit
would be fly if you were my b-u-d-d-y don't be shy give it a try i can be yours and you can be mine [t.i] i was standin in the drop 5'6 over a
