Yeah
We gon go old school
Ya know what I'm sayin
If you from where I'm from
Ya know what I'm talkin bout
the way we do this here
this is a cash money classic
and I feel couldnt nobody do it the 
way ima do it
ya know what I'm sayin
so, here we go world, I'm bringin it 
to your world from my world
ya know what I'm talkin bout look I 
say
Get your shine on (3x)
So nigga stop hatin'
Get your shine on (3x)
You know we gonna make it
Get your shine on (3x)
So nigga stop hatin'
Get your shine on (3x)
You know we gonna make it
In one you trust, the neighborhood is 
us
And everything that I ride is 22s and 
up
And everytime that I slide, you know 
I'm platinum plus
Make the hood understand that we 
trying to come up
24s on trucks, just the neighborhood 
lust
Tell Lil' One be cool everybody coming 
up
Cause everybody wanna ride, everybody 
wanna shine
So how ya love that people? Everybody 
on the grind
And these projects cuts ya, ya hood 
rich livin lavish
Those 14s, you know we had to have it
Once upon a time it was nothing but 
magic
Hustling right in front of my mama, 
Ms. Gladys
Chasin paper paper chasin, look thats 
all we know
Comin through the neighborhood on them 
24s
Bet a thousand, shoot a thousand, 
nigga up it some more
Fast money, Cash Money, thats all I 
know One
They say I walk around like I got an S 
on my chest
That be that Cash Money Piece, flow 
rest in the deck
I'ma specially set, No testin the best
Be in class, no pencil, no test on the 
desk
I'll make ya mouthpiece so beast like 
Delereese
I'm from the south streets of beast 
like Lil' Weez
E, F baby for the team I rep daily
I come to the defense like Jeff 
Bailey, I'm gone wit it
A chrome kitted, A foam pit in the 
back of it
Phony tittie bitches come home with 
me, get the business
I made bling bling, I'm like a 
lighthouse
So shut that ice in cause he ain't 
iced out
Pay attention closely, You niggaz can 
never roast me
Cause the maker of the testerosta 
knows me
Oh hes so arrogant, the cocky kind
But you always looking cause I'ma 
shine, thats right
Loud mics and big rims, nigga thats my 
life
Come through the neighborhood with my 
homeboy price
Lets get it understood, nigga thats my 
price
Come through the neck of the woods, 
you be alright
Cause I'm pimpin, I'm pimpin pimpin, 
I'm comin thru
And I'm dippin, I'm dippin dippin, 
them 22s
And they spinnin, they spinnin 
spinnin, them sprewells nigga
them sprewells nigga, we makin mail 
nigga
Don't need no introduction in this
I can grind in every ghetto, trying to 
stay hood rich
You can ask a nigga bout me, you know 
I'm bout my shit
I was made by guerillas, raised the 
hot boy click
Cause I'm the birdman and I'll do you 
something bad
You heard man that I been slangin them 
slacks
Thats my word man, I won't stunt nigga
I won't stunt nigga, I'm gonna stunt 
nigga, One
[Chorus]