You,T, P, in the buildin'. Sinista on the' track. . I'm ridin' dirty, way low to the grass. Whole hood payin' attention to me showin'. I just cooked up and the tube was fulled up.
[Chorus]. Dis rain 'sposed to drop, when I first hit the block. Niggas wasn't really feelin' me then ("Do it!"). I had a little drama, I was bout that there.
[Juvenile]. That's right, it's crunch time now fellas. No time to be cryin for momma now, it's the movement. C'mon. . To all my people on them corners I consider as dogs.
Girl, you're lookin' like a '4 dropped low to the ground. Ooh, I like it when you shake it up and swing it around. Don't stop, ooh, you servin' it now.
We the only ones with work in the middle of the drought. Then them niggaz 'round the corner, come and see what we about. But we don't know they face so we don't want them by the house.
[Chorus: x2]. Keep talkin' out the side of your mouth (pow!). Smack the taste right up out of your mouth (pow!). "I wa', I wa'" That's what I'm talkin' about (pow!).