suga & pac, puff & big

me the b.g. and baby my fuckin rounds

two livin legend paper chasers from uptown

bout money and bitches

puttin haters in ditches

we roll in trucks like hummers and expeditions

our relationship like moses and jesus

ask one of our hoes

ain't no comin between us

two black young kingpins

that's how they treat us

steaks and fettucini is what they feed us

nigga ridin shinin

me and my nigga be sippin

the finest wine and spendin g's

makin trips

back and forth to texas

we flyin; tryin to make a mill' y'all

cause we roll with the motto

ball til we fall"