Step youngin... Shit on me 10 links on Probably a mill on me... (Veno gon' cook up, he mix the ingredients) Pull the curtains down on the Maybach Niggas hate that Suitcase full of 8 straps I used to take straps They say that nigga ain't rat Well where that case at Half of these niggas ain't that They just can make raps In public with a fully loaded Some shit that can get you boated If you ain't trying to kill something Then why the fuck you toting A lot of people picked up But not too many wrote me She love that I don't give a fuck That's why I keep her close You don't wanna war wit me I got too many soldiers Quit screaming Dugg you spoil me Before I bend you over Im eating off of royalties They know my shit cold One time for the real niggas Who ain't never told Jump back down bitch We off that clown shit Skinny brown petite thang Want me to pound shit Everything true blue When I'm in town bitch Still yelling RIP Scoot I really miss you Cutty on some new shoes Fiber glass Dugg Draggin down Wilshire Im all in Spazz hood I aint gotta check shit I know that bag good Raise your hand if you a bitch That's what she had Dug Shout out to my last wood Come get yo ass whooped Everything fast too Shout out my last two Still holding for the H I wish we had drew I'm still holding for the G I wish we had wild Still holding it for the hoggs I'm in my bag now Them poles used to kill 6's They killing 5's now Quit telling niggas I been tripping Im on my P's & Q's Dre keep falling asleep on me I think he need some juice Say I don't need no autotune Just bring me all the blues Young and turnt the label nigga That shit that's coming soon How you think you made a nigga Like you could fuck with me Val, Tameka and Shanique They got a truck a piece Lou you nephew getting big And you got another niece They don't know that shit you did Fuck that nigga rest in pee Just got word The youngin in there with a thug I put 5 on him But they gone do it on the love 10 secure packs A whole gallon of some spud That's a tip nigga You little bitch nigga They say that nigga ain't rat Well where that case at Half of these niggas ain't that They just can make raps In public with a fully loaded Some shit that can get you boated If you ain't trying to kill something Then why the fuck you toting A lot of people picked up But not too many wrote me She love that I don't give a fuck That's why I keep her close You don't wanna war wit me I got too many soldiers Quit screaming Dugg you spoil me Before I bend you over Im eating off of royalties They know my shit cold One time for the real niggas Who ain't never told