[Intro]
See, a lotta motherfuckers don't see shit
Feel like
What it really is?
Just like a lil' boss, n***a
And what it really
We in this motherfucker, yeah
Been in your heart
Just poured one, poured one out for my motherfuckin' homie, n***a
Feel like it's that, though
Put too much in there (COUPE)
My motherfuckin' dawg, n***a
Know this shit for life, n***a
Yeah
Talkin' 'bout gang 4L, man
Motivational, n***a
It's just your brain speakin'
Tell 'em

[Chorus]
Lockdown, gettin' that bitch smacked (Ooh)
Hell yeah, she be on that
Suckin', she on that (Yeah)
Gettin' money 'cause I'm on that
Pussy n***a, man, you n***as can't clone me (Yeah)
Real n***a, real big homie (Damn)
Rich n***a and I'm never not phony (Never)
Getting money, never phony (Nah)
I got more haters now (Yeah)
I got more paper now (Paper now)
I got more shooters, don't make me go call 'em out (Ooh, yeah)
You n***as were balling out (Balling out)
Came in the wrong field and you found out (Yeah)
All my n***as, yeah, they here to wild out
Never have no fear when you hear gun sounds
And we made for all that murder shit, what you 'bout? Pussy (Yeah)
[Verse 1]
I really was slidin' in the Nissan (Yeah)
N***a talkin' 'bout no peon (Uh-huh)
Big Glocks and the stick know one (Yeah)
Big hunduns, just robbed somethin' (Woo)
I'm so slime, I'm in these streets (I'm in the streets)
These n***as took my dawg, he's a beast (He's a beast)
Shorty was known to go sell a P (Yeah, sell a P)
Big stepper when he step with me (Yeah)
Everybody in the hood respect me (Respect me)
All the ice on me, bitch, check out my neck (Check out my neck)
Came from the bottom, bitch, know I had left (Know I had left)
I was shootin', n***a, never was frontin' (Never was frontin')
Getting money, I would run through it fast (Run through it fast)
Hit a lick, man, this shit back to back (Back to back)
N***a flip a brick like it was gymnastic, come in that bitch like the alphabet (Yeah)
Shoot a n***a face off and them facts (Yeah)
N***a, we'll kill a n***a for them racks (Yeah)
N***a, we'll tie a n***a up, smack a n***a up, torture for the racks (Yeah, torture for the racks)
N***a, cut off finger, make his jaw crack (Yeah)
Cut a n***a off for money, them facts (Yeah)
N***as snitchin' for some hoes, you rat
You will never get the bitch back (Never)

[Chorus]
Lockdown, gettin' that bitch smacked (Ooh)
Hell yeah, she be on that
Suckin', she on that (Yeah)
Gettin' money 'cause I'm on that
Pussy n***a, man, you n***as can't clone me (Yeah)
Real n***a, real big homie (Damn)
Rich n***a and I'm never not phony (Never)
Getting money, never phony (Nah)
I got more haters now (Yeah)
I got more paper now (Paper now)
I got more shooters, don't make me go call 'em out (Ooh, yeah)
You n***as were balling out (Balling out)
Came in the wrong field and you found out (Yeah)
All my n***as, yeah, they here to wild out
Never have no fear when you hear gun sounds
And we made for all that murder shit, what you 'bout? Pussy (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
You n***as some pussy n***as, tuck your dick
N***as some hoes, n***a, you's a bitch
Say you this and that, but you are not shit
You is not a hunter, you not the brick
You ain't allowed in the hard, in the 6
I done ran n***as, I did that real shit
Lot of n***as, they be cappin' and shit
Say they gon' do this and that, but ain't it (Yeah)
Yeah, everything come out they mouth, it's bluff (Yeah)
I say the word and they shootin' it up (Yeah)
All my young n***as, they don't give a fuck
Feel like big slime, he don't give a fuck (Yeah, don't give a fuck)
I got more sticks, yeah (Yeah)
I got more sticks, lil' bitch (Yeah)
Talkin' that shit (Yeah)
I am a felon, bitch
And this stick right here, that bitch ain't legit (Yeah)
I'm on my shit when it comes to this shit (I'm on my shit)
I'm on my grind when I wanna shine (I'm on my grind)
I'm on this money, bitch, I gotta get it (I gotta get it)
Either way it go, you know that I'm with it (Know that I'm with it)
Fake handshake, bitch, I ain't friendly (Bitch, I ain't friendly)
Pussy n***as, man, you n***as so envy (You n***as so envy)
Pussy n***as, man, you n***as so envy... (Ayy, fuck that, dog, kill 'em all, kill 'em all)
[Chorus]
Lockdown, gettin' that bitch smacked (Ooh)
Hell yeah, she be on that
Suckin', she on that (Yeah)
Gettin' money 'cause I'm on that
Pussy n***a, man, you n***as can't clone me (Yeah)
Real n***a, real big homie (Damn)
Rich n***a and I'm never not phony (Never)
Getting money, never phony (Nah)
I got more haters now (Yeah)
I got more paper now (Paper now)
I got more shooters, don't make me go call 'em out (Ooh, yeah)
You n***as were balling out (Balling out)
Came in the wrong field and you found out (Yeah)
All my n***as, yeah, they here to wild out
Never have no fear when you hear gun sounds
And we made for all that murder shit, what you 'bout? Pussy (Yeah)