Intro:

Yeah, I heard n***as out here talking major shit you dig
But ain't no motherfucker step to me and said "Spice you a punk"
Cause you know I whup his motherfuckin ass

Chorus:

N***as be muggin me, Don't show no love for me
Don't playa hate me love tha thug in me
Now when I walk on by, n***as be muggin me
Don't playa hate me love tha thug in me

Now if your ho come knockin at my door, she
Must want a thug ass n***a for sure
Cause it's the young playa Spiz-ice and I be stacking my paper
24 motherfuckin 7, a n***a havin it major
Now we can do this like playas
Or we can hop into some gangsta shit
N***as be tryin to clown, when your bailin with your bitch
I almost fell, gettin up out the car but see
I had to pistol whip the n***a because he knows who we are
We the n***as with the Lex's, Rolexes laced up with diamonds
Timer, Timer, Baller, Baller
She fucked with the shot caller now
Didn't need no scrilla to get her, she want a thug n***a
Poppin collars, and at the same time clockin dollars
Real as they come I got soldiers ready to ride tonight
And when a n***a goes to your jaw you don't attempt to fight
You playa hate daily, talkin the shit on the ace
But you a bitch cause you never talk the shit to my face
Chorus 2X

I put the pedal to the metal and uh jump the Chevy
Heavy in the game
But about four five different ghetto names
I can't be tamed I'm a G to my heart
I can't be changed I've been breaking these n***as down from the start
I'm hearing shit up in the streets man, n***as is crazy
I've been serving them dope fiends on that block
Since you was babies
And the world is yours, n***a you can have it all
But if you talk bad on this G ass n***a you'll take a fall, blaaaow
How many hoes want a n***a that get his ass kicked
Car took, whupped and jacked ain't got no get back
I ain't the type to let no n***a jack me
Baby we cool if they run up on the Caddy

Chorus 2X

I'm off the Hennessy, when it's me she's callin right back
I'm up in the Benzo on the mobile spittin the game off the yack
I'm strapped with two blacks, cuz I ain't the baller
Who be out there slippin
She understands that n***as be playa hatin so she ain't trippin
Saggy pants, G-braids but n***a still out to get paid
I'm keepin my mind up on my money and all my money is made
Shadetree n***as be tryin to get in my mix
Conflicts, 40 caliber cliques when I bury tricks
She seen me knock n***as out No I do walkbys
No I put faulty ass n***as between them chalk lines
See everybody be lookin when I be bailin, trailin indo smoke
See it ain't nothing but the smooth sailin
And now I try to kick back and enjoy my riches on a sunny day
But sucka ass n***as be all up in my way
You're secure, don't you worry bout a thing
I got these two twin Glocks and when they cock this is what they say
Chorus 2X