Uh-uh, yeh yeh, mic check

We watchin' y'all watch us

Pay attention man

Gon' take a while for y'all to catch up

Knaw wha I mean?, know how we do it man

well do it



[Lil' Flip]

Things ain't quite like it used to be

A lot of y'all rappers confusin' me

One day you wanna do a track wid me

The next day y'all thinkin' about jackin' me

I pack my heat my nigga I don't play that shit

If you see me wid a nine I'ma spray that shit

If you reachin' for my chain

I'm reachin' for ya brain

Your Cadillac about to have another red stain

Niggaz know I got a gat wid fifty

I mean I got a fuckin' track wid fifty

Niggaz play, but we don't play

When we, get ass nigga we don't pay

I pray every night, pack K's every night

If the cocaine is tan how the fuck can it be white

We got it whippin' and shippin' we gettin' bread

My nigga we gettin' head like pistols we packin' lead

We'll bust a nigga never ever trust a nigga

You talkin' all sweet I'ma cuss a nigga

I call ya a bitch, I slap ya momma

Nigga I'm vested up, so I'm prepared for the drama

Put yo bitch ass in trauma you layin' up

Hospital bill goin' up and you payin' up

I told ya not to watch Scarface too many times

How you talk shit and wasn't packin' too many nines

Yup, you just watchin' from the sidelines

Pay attention to the books and the guidelines

It's my time, it ain't yo time

I need bread before mic check and show time nigga

These promoters wanna act like they broke

When you fuck wid my money I put my hand on your throat

I slap ya, choke ya, provoke ya, steal ya, kill ya

Bitch nigga I just don't feel ya



[Will Lean]

Yeh,