in all the things that you never saw In it, y?all, been a Dogg, smoke you like a Menathol You think you know? But this can't go You think you?ll blow
like to lose 200 bundles, 400 bundles, fuck it, a G 'Bout to cook shop, find out you really ain't got no D You's imaginin' shit, and havin' money punk
wife. You tink say yu bad man bad and come You tink say yu tough man tough and come You tink say yu rough man rough and come Dis now a gunshot shall fire
'Cuz you know I like to focus on the ease And you can call me Skee if you please So come on in, come on in Come in and give a pound mix and mingle with
me, fuck jiggy and flossy I'm tryin to keep the government off me Dodgin hard time and house arrest Whatta you expect, findin' what ya never forget Cause
let me in tha club Now you want me to host that muthafucka ha Alright but you gotta pay me See look next time somebody act Hollywood on you And you know you
niggas eat See you wouldn't understand I'm too real for you What you dream I live and breath which means Don't make me have to kill you play the game
grind hoe Niggas talkin' this and that and wonder how I sound hoe Oh, now you hatin' DTP 'cause we got tha game sole Bottom line you gotta problem then
funk you know what I'm sayin This is for all the players and playetts wherever you at you dig I'm talkin about from this side to that side East side, West
way you feel Yo, whats up man? How you doing? Yo, remember me? Yo, we go way back W-w-what do you mean you don't remember me? What? Hello, how you doing? What? You
I thought you know ha Comin straight from cinaloa Ready to blowa A muthafucka not a batta A wetback is down and dirty for his dolla You took the chevy
nigga what?) Bust 17 times and let 'em feel what I'm sayin' UGK and C-Murder Cadillac and a Tank (Master P) Bout to fade the platinum Smoke some dank and
on the wall 'Cause we made men and we goin' ball 'til we fall We goin' ball 'til we fall, nigga From the South, to the East, to the West And up north nigga and
niggas in jail and the welfare lines And all my life I thought Bill Clinton ran the country Until I found out Bill Gates had all the money And the media starting east and west
you step to one of my niggaz, then you steppin' to me I heard you famous cat but you don't mean shit to me I'm out that C P 3 and I'm a soulja for life
're sellin' dope and hoein' Moms can't tell me shit, I make the rules that I live by In and out the house, late at night, and plus I got high The homies
From West coast to East, I'm full-fledged Bust the science, niggaz better know the ledge O, see all, I G off, enemy I spot you Two rhymes to my one verse, you
heavy breathing*} [Chorus] 'cause if you ain't ready (ready) You better, get ready (get ready) 'cause if you ain't ready (ready) You better, get ready