[Verse 1: MJG]
I'm so cold, I need a coat in the kitchen
I bust two verses, then go into intermission
No way you can revoke my vision
I, dont play I make a ho pay a commission
Baby, come on you know I wrote compositions
That make n***as wish they never spoke while they were spittin
I'm so ready I'm bout to blow from the tensions
Like surprise you dont even know what you gettin
I'm becomin quick can't slow my conditions, can't throw my positions, I flow with precision
It's a must a keep it on the low in addition
To all my weapons and mo' ammunition
I'm MJG, and I'm so in attention now
See you tryin to creep me for my dough, why you trippin
You's a shipwrecked n***a when ya boat go a missin'
Jesse Jackson can't help you with the Hope Coalition

[Chorus: Shannon Jones]
Well, I'm spreading the news
Got nothing to lose
Got nothing to prove
Its not easy to do
I got the streets in my pocket
And if ya hating better stop it
Straight Cadillac Pimpin'
Young n***a better listen
[Bridge: 8Ball]
If I should die, before I wake
Roll me sum up, make sho I'm straight
Make sho my cup filled up with yac
Make sho my paper come in stacks

[Verse 2: 8Ball]
I come through like a mack, truck rumbling streets
Big Boy hit tracks straight crumbling beats
Rock hard like coke in a pot, them fiends
Pay top dollar for the hot product indeed, yeah
Turn it up and get addicted to it
And have raw music soon as you listen to it
Jump up like a old fat lady at church
Jump back like a uncut thang at work
Mang, hop in and take a ride with a pimp n***a
Fire the green up and let me shoot the shit witcha
Talk slick till I make a chick get the picture
Just a page outta fat boy ghetto adventures
Listen, I'm a Titan on the mic
Original, them weak n***as bite what I write
Oh Lord, we going to get it jumpin like revival
Survival, Straight from my street bible

[Chorus: Shannon Jones]
Well, I'm spreading the news
Got nothing to lose
Got nothing to prove
Its not easy to do
I got the streets in my pocket
And if ya hating better stop it
Straight Cadillac Pimpin'
Young n***a better listen
[Bridge: 8Ball]
If I should die, before I wake
Roll me sum up, make sho I'm straight
Make sho my cup filled up with yac
Make sho my paper come in stacks

[Verse 3: MJG]
These verses I must rip, dont slip, pimp a bitch
Put on your look, best outfit, get rich

[Verse 4: 8Ball]
This here, get you out of your seat fo sho
Jump up, get crunk like you got the Holy Ghost

[Verse 5: MJG]
Pay yo collection plate, be straight, dont hate
Four strippers at the gate, no shake no plate

[Verse 6: 8Ball]
Don't hate, pay ya weight, make a pimp pockets straight
VISA, check, cash, any city, any state

[Verse 7: MJG]
Deep Down, in the country, in the hills, makin deals
No ex-aggeration, it is what it is
[Verse 8: 8Ball]
Come on, you ain't never heard shit like this
Two pimps spittin game straight out the pulpit

[Chorus: Shannon Jones]
Well, I'm spreading the news
Got nothing to lose
Got nothing to prove
Its not easy to do
I got the streets in my pocket
And if ya hating better stop it
Straight Cadillac Pimpin'
Young n***a better listen

[Bridge: 8Ball]
If I should die, before I wake
Roll me sum up, make sho I'm straight
Make sho my cup filled up with yac
Make sho my paper come in stacks