What it be like nigga Baby I see you nigga Weezy I see you too nigga Ya'll know what's up with me just like I know what's up wit ya'll Ya'll been through me just like I've been through ya'll nigga So you know I'm bout to check that ass Gotta check that ass I know you trying to feel where I've been Laid back, ducked off, paper chasing Ducking, dodging the pen On the road trying to make it shake Rap hustlin' from state to state I got cheddar to make Also got cash for days Pies to push, blocks to move Coke to sell 36 ounces for 22 And I still got the block in me Glock with me, feds post up watching me Me and my clique got a shop Bust the game wide open Once it was down man you know we had to hold it All of the sudden niggaz head's start swelling Money, fame, and power turn niggaz heads to melons Mo money, mo feddy, mo niggaz got greedy Knowing I'ma piece of the puzzle that's needed How you gone not break bread with B. Geezy? Break bread with B. Geezy You don't want me to shine nigga That's why ya'll niggaz is jive niggaz Nothing but pretty-fine niggaz Don't make me grab that iron nigga Put it between ya eyes nigga Bring you on that dark side nigga Wayne you know you was mine nigga Way before Baby or Rabbit Nigga, B. Gizzle was yo' daddy You know I'll do you something nasty Leave your motherfuckin brains on the dash board of that G-Wagon It's bout to get ugly You pushed me to this point nigga Now you bout to get burnt nigga I'ma paint the real picture - bitch nigga You know Geezy was the G'est in the clique nigga Remember I used to come and getcha You remember begging Miss Cita to let me baby sit ya Dog your under me Your whole life you studied me Tryin to be one of me You ain't ready Dwayne Carter You let Baby put cables on you You a fish in shark infested water I feel sorry for your daughter Look what she's got