Yadada I mean
The boy Yuk in the building with my nigga Juice
Yadada I mean
I'm a bully with a fully too nigga
Yadada I mean
You hear my shit poppin'
Yadada I mean
Yeah, yeah
This how we rock nigga
Oakland to Frisco you bitch ass niggas
Get paid nigga
Smoke a lot nigga
This how we rockin' boy
Yo, me and my young niggas dealin' yay
Fuck what a nigga say, I'm a bully with a fully like Killa Tay
And Juice, them dudes do treys, let loose, spray your coupe
Push your buttons like Luke, raise the roof
Yuk the truth in the booth, spittin' it since the youth
Y'all niggas was playin' hoop, I'm on the block makin' loot
We coupe, we cop, we cook, we chop, reload the Glock
We plot to get away, lock and load then pop
In the O we rock turf and crack spots
Nowadays kids don't slap box they blast Glocks
Big wheelies with more toys than Matchbox
Get they ass shot and they house hit for they stash spot
Oakland to Frisco, we fill the Fillmoe
Bitch I'm pointed to the Ville, my niggas get dough
Yuk official like a gangsta with a pistol, I whistle
For sure my goon squad gon' hit you
Get paid or stay broke, white T's with gold jeans
Air Ones, diamonds, 40 with the beam lookin' clean
Stunna shades on, strikin' with them dogs on
On the block tryna get it now you niggas know
On a good day take a blunt to the face
And fuck the white girls who take they punk ass on a chase
Yeah, this the yay, we stay off that sticky stuff
Grey Goose in the cut, nigga straight up
They have me sittin' in that big thang
For shittin' with that big thang
Mobilize regime, click clack ya name
I be all in Mr. Chow's eatin' tofu and lo mein
East Oakland Hunts Point nigga, Fillmoe man
I'm a top hat playboy, it's a hundred on the wrist
Spent a hundred on my bitch, bought my son an '06
And he just turned one, Mes go dumb
One to the head'll make your body go numb
I used to play them hallways, cookin' birds in the kitchen
From the block, 9-10 to the game disposition
The left from this heater'll leave your grandma twitchin'
Motherfucker should've told his loved ones he was snitchin'
Them hoes be like bullies with fullies they on fire
Soft tails on Harleys, black magic on tires
Wake your money game up lil' nigga it ain't hard
Ten thousand'll get a nigga off a gun charge
Get paid or stay broke, white T's with gold jeans
Air Ones, diamonds, 40 with the beam lookin' clean
Stunna shades on, strikin' with them dogs on
On the block tryna get it now you niggas know
On a good day take a blunt to the face
And fuck the white girls who take they punk ass on a chase
Yeah, this the yay, we stay off that sticky stuff
Grey Goose in the cut, nigga straight up
Frisco I'm all through water like I'm Flipper
I'm on the island like I'm Gilligan but call me Skipper
A living legend like I'm Elvis Presley
Don't test the clique, we'll bust a nigga's shit like Joe Pesci
See yay, this the yay, gas break dip the yolk
Side shows, tire smoke on 24's
I'm hookin' niggas up, call me Chef Boyardee
Bullies with fullies an army, and y'all can compete
Trill niggas never go commercial
We sip purple, blowin' purple, ridin' the yellow bus like Steve Urkel
Dummy retarded nigga, with retarded roundin'
Gettin' money, Mr. Haiti shit, these boys'll down ya
Church, like Bobby Jones when I spit the gospel
Catch you in the hood, hit you in the head with a rascal
I'm a giant that hit hard like Bonds
I'm good with the K, I twist a smirk on your face
Yeah, ask them hoes they say Juice the hardest
A con artist that get money cocksuckin' regardless
Air Ones, army fatigues, fitted hats, weaponry
I'm like Malcolm X, by any means necessary
You say you hot, well nigga Juice hotter
Y'all already know we gettin' dough, still bounce like a six fo'
Yeah, I hope you hearin' me y'all
A million dollars buried in the backyard, pushin' bricks and ball
We took an oath from the homies we never snitch
You get caught, we so rich a lil' time wasn't shit
They say a jump shot'll get you a house and a Benz
Where I'm from niggas with rich gangs is checkin' them in
Get paid or stay broke, white T's with gold jeans
Air Ones, diamonds, 40 with the beam lookin' clean
Stunna shades on, strikin' with them dogs on
On the block tryna get it now you niggas know
On a good day take a blunt to the face
And fuck the white girls who take they punk ass on a chase
Yeah, this the yay, we stay off that sticky stuff
Grey Goose in the cut, nigga straight up
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