my own name now Damn shit done changed now Runnin credit checks with no shame now I feel the fame now (come on), I can't complain now (no more) Shit I'm the mayne now
city you'll find me Looking for trouble Right behind me My outlaw Niggas Down to die for me (Naw what I mean) I hit the scene Niggas ducking for my
What's Ya Phone Numba?) Now I Can Make Music For Ya Tempo It's Just A Mental Written For The Nymphos That's A Intro Shook When You Rush Me Woke Up And
Call connect get all the tech's I'm vexed, this nigga stall for sex Lost respect, let's off his neck My calibre, got me thinkin on a higher algebra See
a simple touch make me lose it girl, that's enough stop moving bump that i pump that girl bring it to me bump that i want that girl sing it wit me like
's like this!) It's like that y'all! (No, uh-uh, it's like this!) It's like that y'all! (No, uh-uh, it's like this!) It's like that y'all! (No, uh-uh,
shows to BET I'm approachin the podium Vouchers votin for me Cuz I keep it real wit 'em Everytime I deal wit 'em They bounced wit me from the start And I'm still wit 'em I
Buy The Bread) That's What Im Talkin Bout I Brang Home The Groceries Shit(Yea Thats What Im Talkin Bout) Wussup Nigga? Who Is That?(What The Fuck) That Look Like That
? (THAT'S ME!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!) Who dat is? (THAT'S ME!) Ya think they in? They all wannabe down (DARK LOTUS!) Who dat
boy Parlae get some of that Harlem clientele (What's Hattninnin!) I got more crack than a curb, Fuck wit me! (Westside! Aye fuck wit me) I'm iced out,
one picture With my essentials and vogues 30's and lows Now its 20 stitches bitch's throughin' up doors Hoe's call me styles and Latino's call me sucio
s 'Ye, pimp 40 told me dey fuckin wit me in The Bay, pimp So I'ma, ride down with the do's open (do's open manye) Yeah - that's what'll get the hoes open
the music that we all know and love The music that we all enjoy the music you all accuse me of tryna destroy Let's rewind it to 89 when I was a boy on
rap, now they commitin suicide Now tell me is that crazy, like Rosemary's baby I don't give a fuck, so your death didn't phase me Some call me a psychotic
way no one can rise above what's real That's why I'm feelin like you're makin me bugged I puff an El on fifty deuce while I walk in the rain Heart
real real street wit' it All I did was take my life and mix a little beat wit it I'm deep wit it, i speak it, believe I live that The type of cat that call
I solemnly swear, that the truth be told I'm thuggin to the day I die It's Dipset, it's more than just music now It's a way of life, it's more than the
get rid of the pack music That I'm back music, that click clack music That A-Team, Muggs, that Fab and Stack music Now who said they fuckin' with me They
