Uh Yeah Benny, I see you, nigga Huh Uh Uh Let's go Yo, I could tell you all fake Y'all ain't move hard base, run through long cake 8-ball niggas still moving pool hall weight When I transport, I got to call the U-Haul place From the murder capital of New York state Gun shoot off, bullets go through y'all face You move far, but don't think you all safe Have them niggas all through y'all place Every month, I got a new court date, every month I got a new car Benz with the 2-door, New York plates Putting dick in a new whore's face Selling quarter bricks to five, I might give you two for eight When the drought came, y'all was starving I had six hoes with a brick in each broad apartment I don't cop cars from the auction Green spaceship, dark tint, call it Marvin the Martian Right, I was mobbing and bossing Glock for two reasons, robbing and flossing Had problems, now they're all in the coffin Hoes give me head 'til their jaws is exhausted Right, I'm a slick type dude With iced out, thick Slick Rick type jewels CL6 so your bitch might cruise A nice whip make a dyke bitch like dudes Ooh, I wish a nigga might snooze Try it, you gon' make tonight news Right, y'all found the right dude My hands get dirty quicker than all white shoes Right, I look at niggas like food Or look at niggas like fools Shit, if I don't sell a brick in a day, my whole night's screwed I sell a brick in a day, I'm in a nice mood Later on at night, I got your wife nude And I'm putting pipe through her tubes Man I live this shit, it ain't right what I do I do it so these can write what I do Right This shit won't stop, nah, there's too many gats Too many bricks of coke, way too many rats The flow been tough, the 3-pound 7 Just right, my shot will break a grown man up I put a plan together, get away, hide up My baby mother the getaway driver You gon' bleed, I'll spit a clip They catch me, I don't give a shit, I don't plead innocent The kush my favorite, soda and the scale on the table I know she 'bout to cook my favorite Hope I don't get took by agents Come share a cell with a nigga with a foot The weight going cheap I can pop the trunk to show you a bag heavier than Skateboard P It's a horror flick when the click Bitches on my dick an enormous list I suggest the chef make sure the raw is whipped And the shooters gonna make sure the rich She bugging, so I tell her her drive and be cool You could give me brain like an Ivy League school She said, I got faith, I told her I believe too So next time you have that yay, tell 'em I'ma need two I get them like this, it's shorty I could turn your life to a success story No matter how you're saying it, it's the Mayor, bitch I could move the work before I'm done weighing it Shooting for the top with a 30 30 Big birds on my block like Bert and Ernie It might just hit me, the workers chirp me Bring them white chicks with me, Laverne & Shirley Money on the table and money on the way My kush bill a hundred it a day And it's surely, my nigga Cheah What y'all wanna do? Ha I just thought I'll ask Spesh, what up? Cheah And I'm back