we run the motherfucking streets
we got the mo'fucking city on lock mayn
if a nigga got a problem with that
you got a problem with that
them outlawz run the nawf
you got a problem with that
we do the blue when we floss
you got a problem with that
and we'll knock your head off
who got a problem with that
you got a problem with that
you got a problem with that
you got a problem with that
it's them hoggs time to eat
who got a problem with that
when the boss come around
'fore i pop the fo' pound
and leave your head on the ground
we run the motherfucking town
you don't like it do some'ing
and you pussies just bumping
y'all ain't tal'n bout nothing
and the bitch ain't on safety
for you haters that hate me
'fore i let a nigga take me
mad cause your bitch trash ass
you got bitch in your blood
i'll drop you in the club
we can do the shit tonight
we could pull out the guns
or we could pick a square and fight nigga
you don't want no problems
i send them gunners in a hummer
you won't even see the summer
i'll see your pussy ass down in hell
bitch i'm back up out of jail
they can't keep me in a cell
go to trial beat the case
cause my money too strong
you don't want it with me pimping
i'll stop pop the clip in
start pop until you dripping
mayn you sucker niggaz tripping
you got a problem with that
i'll bring it to your block nigga
you can buy till you broke
you can't buy real niggaz
i don't break under pressure
cause real niggaz got it made
i'm a heavyweight pound nigga
them hoggs still awake clown nigga
you better get it shape round nigga