i said i crush the competition these niggaz is cockaroaches
it's steak and eggs and moe out my mosses
the money got me cleaned up
my passport keep gettin stamped up
lifes short i need money for that lam truck
my kids gotta eat gotta get my grams up
i jump in a 600 cut the breeze
my long i get you shot at hoe
peru have us smoking on that purple
talkin on that phone bitch still give me oral
the streets of ny time fly fast nigga
but i won't let it get to me
the hoes and the jewellery
men of armed forces guard my fortrice
murder to protect my bein at any costs
nigga i'm a winner i don't take no losses
doin 140 whip like flying saucers
came to get more green than golf courses
either respect my laws as a don
or clash like auto bots verse the septicon
i fuck with my nigga yayo cause he kill
fuck with the nigga 50 cause he real
it's like i coulda bein the unit how i feel
i'm a get a maid off sentence
but i'm big willy when i'm playin with them bitches
2 in 3 benzs grace the drive
throw a nigga off a roof cause he think that he fly
in the back of the back gettin high countin cheese
niggaz can't tell me shit i squeeze