Webbie
You a Trip
Wassup wassup wassup
Turn it up
Webbie
Trill E-N-T. Young Savage
Just some gangsta shit for the gangstas to ride to

"Damn mane, what you don't fuck with a n***a no mo? "
Don't even come at me like that!
"Damn n***a, Webbie, where you been at? "
Out here gettin rich n***a. Fuck out my face
I'm a fuckin hustler n***a, I ain't got time to be playin n***a, I'm tryin get it
(I'm tryin to do somethin.)

Check me out, Look

[Verse 1:]
Now I'mma tell you like a man, I don't owe ya'll shit
And I'm gonna say this shit again
I don't owe ya'll shit
But before a n***a had somethin, (shitt)
I ain't have nothin (my kids)
Yeah they still love me (friends)
I had a couple of em
Wasn't nobody fussin, tryin to see what was up
When my shoes was been dusty, with a hole in the front
And I'd get mad at Lil Slugger, he put a hole in the blunt
When my daddy lost the house, moved with grandma for a month
Then that month turned into a year
And I turned strait to them streets
Then my dog gave me that b
I turned the shit to that heat
Them school fights turned to that beef
And we was gon fall for that street
Then my n***a turned to that piece
I ain't seen him since I was 13
I get home and catch my knees
This rap shit was just a dream
Wasn't nobody mad at me tellin me about how I need to come see em
I ain't have a car, I just need some new rims
Just tell ole boy he just got a new Benz
My daddy used to tell me that I needed some new friends
I guess back then, it just didn't make sense