Lyrics:
I'm riding thru hood yeah nigga we gone burn
I been to jail a hundred times I ain't never learned
My family say God's watching but im so concerned
[Wayne]
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
Cash Mo-ney Millionaires
So take it there
[Juvenile]
Yellow Viper, yellow Hummer,
long to save you
I was getting my dick sucked, by my secretary
She asked me my sign, I told her bitch Aires
I stay on Barbary and Scott, 5000 block
I
a shark in the sea
A wee bit shy, but I comply by me
And I'm a mean mother fucker when I have to be
Got young g's with sleeves and thieves on hold
thang free
And if you don't know that by now, you will never know
You know what I'm saying, you wanna shine you get your grind on
[Hook: Ronnie Spencer]
Geah! Aiyyo Starks, what up?
What it do family?
[Chorus]
We street bullies for cheddar, and that's our word
Pop bottles and spend money
nothin'
Then the struggle to erase any proof that I came from suffrin'
Now they hate I survived every trick by hustlin'
I stay on my G, we don't cease
gunshots is promised to me, when will I stop?
I hit the weed and hope to God I can fly high
Witness my enemies die when I ride by, they shouldn't have
I can't get by with my nine-to-
Five and I can't provide the right type of
Life for my family 'cause man, these g-damn food stamps don't buy diapers
Just watch this
Don't even try attempting to stop this
Rolling through the hood and it's hot as
G's shocking families when the clock hits
My time boy
candy painted cadillac like outkast say
Ride on them thangs like mack 10, from back side to side like u.g.k.
Convertible lexus like eightball, mjg
500
on deck
They gave cuz seven flat, how many niggas goin' rat
Check my tats, ya never heard of dis ya suppose to man
It had to fair, now I meet the family
back, and I'ma walk on with Layzie and the Mo Thug family
Dub-see, see-Dub rippin', trippin', click, click
I loaded the clip in with my eighty gauge
clip
And quick
To be a soldier
By my shit
So nigga
Don't try no mo' shit
No ho shit
'cause when I was broke
Nigga didn't give a fuck
a new desk
I get an award they tell me that I'm too blessed
Honestly it just excited my family
I just hide the medicine inside of the candy
Get cured by
It a be plenty mo' crimes ceases and pourin me swigs
A nigga just got fuck up
Visualize a fly gettin smashed by a battle rag
Put it in da frame Nigeroe
the pussy i keep in my pocket
the niggas keep watchin
they know I'll be rockin my watches
G's keep knockin
they know I'll be shootin to spot 'em
the boyz n da
cause we get it and we go
I got your back cause I'm livin by the code
See a dead opp with a red dot on his dome
Pray I make it for my family and my bros
shit
Ain't nobody had to front me no sack
Everything I got I did it by myself
And that's a mothafuckin' fact.
But why when I'm doin' my own thang
issue over working but smarter
To my family I love em and to my niggas the same
Was quarantined before the quarantine eventually came
So it aint too much
though it was I do my thang nigga
Im solid and they know that my life is your throwback
Don't ask me If I'm serious got A1 on my floor mats
Young and got
a different image
Maybe you see yourself like my windows got reflectors in em
It makes sense
Cause when get crossed by niggas that say you represent 'em letting
me
And all I want is my family wit me, tell 'em
To share in this love of life
For my lil' shorties to eat right
It’s the short life that we live
mustard I loosen her bustier
You know Frank Nitty said take them clothes off
Mo by the case, no white, Mowett dark
And who got a light, it's time
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