Yeah, just like that, yeah, real shit nigga, yeah
Whassup? Jizzle, H-town, Bun, whassup?
You had to go fuck with' ya homie, right? You know it, Jee
Wellm we have niggas, drop that, G.A.D.A
Drop that shit, nigga, yeah, it's goin' down, let's go
Y'all gon give me my respect 'cause I earned that
Even though it's an expensive pound we still burnin' that
New Benz with the glass top, yeah, we drove those
Know them things come out in glass pots, yeah, we solos
Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that
Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that
Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that
I said we 'bout that, yeah you know we 'bout that
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Say mayne, I'm cleaner than a wistle, nigga, shaper than a sickle
My Cadillac is candy and my Desert Eagle nickle
Plated niggas hate it, there's nothin' they can say though
When I hit 'em with the pressure they leakin' out the play dough
From way back in the day yo they know I put it down
Had a pocket full of stones, got ya sewing up the town
Been at it since the 90's in the ghetto with them pounds
And them bricks, hittin' licks and fillin' heaters with them rounds
Paid the cost to be the boss, I can show ya the receipt
Fo' it trillest in the game, every nigga in the streets know it
Bun B and Jizzle back in bidness 'cause the sign on
That's what the fuck we got our mind on so grind on
Y'all gon give me my respect 'cause I earned that
Even though it's an expensive pound we still burnin' that
New Benz with the glass top, yeah, we drove those
Know them things come out in glass pots, yeah, we solos
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Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that
Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that
Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that
I said we 'bout that, yeah, you know we 'bout that
Sometimes I ask myself, say Jizzle how ya doin'?
Yeah, you know you be about tha money, you persuin'
Pursue that paper like them yellow bricks from H-Town
Just take off the yellow tape, now ya sellin' H-Town's
Watch the beat break down, long way from break town
On my way to A-Town, long way from H-Town
Bitch I'm 'bout that, bitch you know I'm 'bout that
They say, he 'bout that, swear I really doubt that
You know I live this, love this, thug shit
Did a song with Kanye, still talkin' drug shit
Even though it's drug shit, I'm still makin' club shit
Bitch you know I'm 'bout that and them bitches love this
Y'all gon give me my respect 'cause I earned that
Even though it's an expensive pound we still burnin' that
New Benz with the glass top, yeah, we drove those
Know them things come out in glass pots, yeah, we solos
Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that
Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that
Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that
I said we 'bout that, yeah, you know we 'bout that
That's right, my mind is on my money and my fingers on a fat knot
Eyes is wide open and my ears is to the black top
Came up in the trap spot, posted with that crack rock
From the streets to the studio, now I got this rap locked
Back then they didn't want me but now they all up on me
Big lips they fall up on me dime bitches crawl up on me
Yeah, I used to call ya homie, now we just acquaintances
You broke the G-code nigga, you need gangsta maintenance
Step ya game up, matter fact, get a Escalator
Somebody call the swag police to come arrest this hater
Butter block or Rari's and Porsches with the double doors
DTE, UGK we hit ya with a double dose
Y'all gon give me my respect 'cause I earned that
Even though it's an expensive pound we still burnin' that
New Benz with the glass top, yeah, we drove those
Know them things come out in glass pots, yeah, we solos
Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that
Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that
Just like that, yeah, you know we 'bout that
I said we 'bout that, yeah, you know we 'bout that
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