[Hook - 2x] (*talking*) Now there you have it, it's Chopper City's finest You heard me, T. Smooth on the track (you gotta let it flow, let it flow, you gotta let it flow
: [feat. Donnis] [Verse 1: B.o.B] Soon as I enter You know who it is-a It's the representer from the East side of Atlanta That's known as Decatur I
bad boy Yeahh... it's all good baby babyyy My swag plays a big part so it's all graveyy We hit the club like nino in the C.M.B Pretty mixxed bitch I just
it's just B.S. left Just niggaz with chains on tryna be S.F. (Street Fam) That's when your ace become ya B.F.F. Pa-Pa-Pa-Pachange ya like they was a P
They Taking Bout Like I want Kiss My Son on the Head nd Chuck em out What up 50? Let?s talk it out But until we talk it out [Chorus x2] Don?t Don?t
life pouring belve on ya heart Money I'm involved with it, wake up and ball with it Kobe can song with it, uncut raw with it Chop bricks take trips ot
that muthafuckin' N.W.A. I got a lot of love fo' Dre No Dre beats on da Album But it ain't no love loss nigga, thats ma nigga We do it fo' da muthafuckin
it back for the summer Fuck rap, it aint about that Hip hop is dead You whack rappers broke one in the head Now I said it he aint regret it I talk to
it like home It's the reason niggaz saying my name like Mike Jones And I'm far from Houston but you can chop it and screw it Do whatever to it, but it
certifiedal my mob or die crew You niggaz been lied to, we the best that did it since Big was wit it and don't forget it (M.O.B.) ("It's the real..")
like the tip of a blunt On fire like a nigga that let it drip for a month I'm a Blood, you can Crip if you want, just let it bump like you got Scott Storch
- Notorious B.I.G.] Now I'm thirteen, smokin' blunts makin' cream On the drug scene, fuck the football team Risk it, rupt' your spleens by the age of
me slay dem faggots. G-gu-g-g-gu, G-gu-g-g-gu, G-gu-g-g-gu, G-UNOT! Hahahaha Pop off nigga, Hahahaha, Pop off It's me, The G-A-M-E, gone
: [The Game] Yo, it's the nigga with the nasty flow and the clean rag six-four With the D's spinnin I can bag a ho Top down so my rag can show, whatever