Verse 1




Woodie We Get Down But To A Certain Extent



All That Cha Shoin' With Them Hoes Be Gettin My Name Bent



I'm Showin' You Love But I Love My Money Even Mo



Disrespect Me Or Play Me Off The Top You Gotta Go



My People Made Me We Aint Gettin Down No Mo



Look That Aint How Its 'posed To Be But Thats The Way Its Gone Go



I Aint With That Front Shit



That Playin' With Gun Shit



That Fuckin' With Niggas Who Think They Run Shit



All That Tongue Shit



When My Gone Click, Niggas Silencin' Down



You Was Hollin' Like A Motherfucker Bitch Holla At Me Now



Peep, What Made A Nigga Wanna Go And Mess With Me Bone



And He Gettin' On My Nerves, I'm Bout To Go In His Home



Bitch My Brother Aint No Hoe



Bitch My Mother Aint No Hoe



Bitch My Father Aint No Hoe



Why You Try Ta Play Me Like A Hoe



Shit, I Matter As Well Just Go Head On And Bust His Head



Cuz Them People Gone Give Me The Charge Anyway



If Ya Come Up Late



Now Tell'em Bout That Beemer I Got



Tell'em Bout That New Home I Got



Tell'em Bout That Cousins On Crome I Got



You Ta Show Ya Shit



Thats Why You Showed You Was A Bitch



Now You Runnin With Yo Melon Cuz You Know You Gone Get It Split




Verse 2




Niggas Ridin' Impala's With Them Rattler Stripes



Passin' Hollin At Hoes With The Fuck Finger Sayin Fuck'em Black



I'm Stackin' Gs Movin Keys Thats My Life Black



Niggas Orderin' Vests



Just Ta Protect They Chests



And Duckin' These Niggas Tryin Ta Use They Smit-n-wessons



Playboy, I'm Ridin' In Suburbans



To Land Roovers To Range Roovers Niggas With Automatics



Niggas Ridin' Big Bodies I Done Did That



I'm Ridin' Jags Drop Top