let's take it back to the streets niggaaaaaaa
i got a brand new 'mac i hope this bitch don't jam
i had to bulletproof the lam
you want a thang got em yams go straight to money gram
so you know i'm down wit any money scam
white glocks spit like sheet rock
a lot of cops at the scene tryin' to shut shit down
i be out in chi-town wit some real og's
matter of fact one of them had dinner wit me
you gotta play by the rules when you on these streets
you lil' niggas tryin' to mimic what you see on beef
you don't wanna beef wit meee
i know some long beach crips
i know some englewood bloods
and you can ask? fans i got cali love
i got a strap waitin' for me everytime i land
just to send you a message
now he under white sheets like the klu klux klan
you lil' boys shouldn't beef wit a grown ass man
i got stripes in the hood
will get you put in dirt fo' real
cause i'm on this alize and i carry cake
i came back to the streets i had to let y'all know
and by the way my new deal worth 8.4
this for my nap-town niggas all my g-town killas
the ones wit the blow and them 18 wheelers
cross the state lines wit it on them waist line cocked
cross lope and you know it's goin' doowwnnn
what you workin' wit nigga?
i'm in a maserati what you swervin' in nigga?
and when i'm out in cleveland
it's been 'bout 5 years he still holdin' my tech
i be in the gun range like everyday
you betta pray no drama ever come my way
i'm in the studio now wit a gun on my hip
and i'm tired talkin' 'bout the beef wit me and
this some shit for the street baby
i do what i wanna do nigga
when i feel like it nigga
track and productions on the muthafuckin' track
full effeck is the muthafuckin' future
who got a gun and a chain nigga
can't be a dope boy without a gun and a chain
make sure you got them extra clips nigga
don't hate on a nigga when you see me pull up on that maserati
i'm done wit the muthafuckin' maybach
i'm on some drop top flashy flash gordon" type shit