[Hook - 2x]
Keep watching me, and
You fellas, gon see man
You don't wanna fuck around, with these G's
Fried out, sipping drank blowing trees

[Z-Ro]
I'ma hide behind that tint
These motherfuckers, wonder where he went
But I remain to sting, and have finer thangs
Still harder, than the cement
You be walking on, running out of time
Like the cell phone, you be talking on
I'ma make you place, have yellow tape
On the concrete, they be chalking on
N***a I be watching y'all, watching me
When I pulls up, on the scene
N***as be looking like, they wanna pick a fight
Cause my neck and wrist, bling bling
You can hate me from over there long, as you don't invade my space
If you invade my space, my fist gon invade your face
N***a don't get me wrong, I'm not a fly cat though
Don't think I won't open a fresh can of whoop ass
On a n***a's ass, when the dust clears
I'ma be, the only n***a left standing
I be busting out the big blocks, sixty
Raising n***as, up off of me
Then it's back to the bus, sipping Robatuss'
Give me the K this corner, with PCP
Better watch your head, screens gon fall
S.U.C., we born to ball
You can put your money, back in your pocket
Everything's on us, when we hit the mall
And to these hoes, I won't be no trick
Gold digging bitches, make me sick
And ain't nobody around me, paying for the creases
Split, and I speak for the whole click