It's gravy nigga. Believe it.

You hot? Fuck it. Hot as a firecracker.

(It's gravy too.) I got a mac in this bag.

(click clock) What you got? Glock. (Look)



[Baby]

Nigga I'ma tell ya straight off the bat

I got a mac in this bag with 20 grams of crack

And I'ma sit in the back seat of yo' 'Lac

Just in case I gotta snap, a firette to the chest

If I don't know shit, I know cars and broads

I done ordered plenty hits and watched heads come off

And I done saw my nigga get life behind them bars

To them dog hoes, nigga, we scream "fuck 'em all!"

I hustle hard in these city streets

I got my block on fire with my HB's

Spinnin' Benz in these drop tops double r

Cook a brick, flip 'em up, now I got 'em hard

And you can find me

Right up in them hallways, holdin' and totin'

Got the whole motherfuckin block loaded and smokin'

Nigga know one thang: its some uptown shit

If a nigga get it fucked, then we killin' a bitch



[Chorus]

Nigga I'ma tell ya this, straight off the bat

I got a mac in this bag, with 20 grams of crack

Well let's go nigga, see we can slide nigga

Cuz if you hot, then I'm hot, let's ride nigga

Look, I'ma tell you this, straight off the top

I got a blunt, and a glock, and a bag of rocks

Let's go nigga, let's slide nigga

If you hot, then I'm hot, let's ride nigga



[Lil Wayne]

Better pay attention now so you don't forget later

I run the damn block, I oversee all of the paper

Don't make me take ya, play ya

I cock the glock and spray ya

Call it a caper, won't be no as-salama-laka

And J, he got the gauges, they cocked and ready

Make me run up in ya places and pop ya daddy

Got them bricks rocked