| (Akinyele) - | |
| Hook You I'm from | |
| New York And connected with my down south niggas | |
| Here this year | |
| My nigga rap bone came to tear the club up | |
| Yo my nigga chock came to tear the club up | |
| My nigga joelle came to tear the club up | |
| And this shit here should get all the thugs up | |
| It's for (the money makers) | |
| What (the booty shakers) | |
| Yea (my real niggas) | |
| And **** who (the playa haters) | |
| Yea (the move fakers) | |
| Ha (the immitaters) | |
| Yo this is for who (the money makers) | |
| Yea (the booty shakers) | |
| Ha (my real niggas) | |
| Yo and **** who (the playa haters) | |
| Yea (the move fakers) | |
| And the mother****ing (immitaters) (Rap Bone) | |
| Now where | |
| I'm from these niggas dobn't pimp they pro | |
| Nautica shirts game hats | |
| And nice sweats | |
| And litle niggas got through the mall like packs of wild animals | |
| Anticipating the showdown | |
| In my town | |
| Pretty (?) bitches get ****ed | |
| Then they stock just drop | |
| They rpops go bankrupt | |
| So tell me who's pimping heartless | |
| From Jacksonville to | |
| Charlotte | |
| I got some (?) goddesses | |
| On our twenty, many | |
| A late lonely night | |
| We coming back from some hype shit | |
| Like Freak | |
| Nik Possibly | |
| Daytona Chilling with hook dogs | |
| Smelling the aroma | |
| Drinking wine, from 1989 | |
| I'm blinding in the dinette set | |
| And let the sunlight shine | |
| Making vows to remain for ill and tight | |
| Throughout all space and time | |
| So from here to 19 ninety something | |
| My word is as money | |
| I hate to hear my real niggas hungry | |
| So I'm going to represent with my shit | |
| And hit the public | |
| All types of angles | |
| Strangling niggas | |
| With electric car wire | |
| And calling out the frauds like we ****ing on fire | |
| Hook (Chock) | |
| Now most chicks get they back blown | |
| When I let my act roll | |
| Conference on a track phone | |
| I chock and rap bone | |
| Joelle will pack chrome | |
| All through your back zone | |
| And I'm no thug | |
| But will still aim at your black dome | |
| And bust you | |
| In a honda | |
| Or if I need to | |
| Augusta You bet we going to get crunk | |
| We pressure in a trunk | |
| When I catch second hand from your dank whenyou flame your skunk | |
| Then take all your bank in the game we tunk | |
| I'm drunk, | |
| I guzzle V | |
| S, in a bubble | |
| GS All chrome double | |
| BS So on top look like a brother with | |
| DS Down Syndrome | |
| But if you want to find me come around wisdom | |
| How do I say this calmly | |
| You a clown kid son | |
| And you need a check up so go get a papshmere | |
| And if stripped to my wear | |
| I'd have two gats bare | |
| Only a few cats clear | |
| On how I do that there (Joelle) | |
| I wreck yous down like molecules | |
| When I play them fools | |
| I'm just that little nast nigga | |
| With the ladies sneaking on the jewels | |
| The voice is calm | |
| But my words are strong | |
| Like hurricanes | |
| I might spit | |
| A little cum shit | |
| But it won't stop me from doing my thang | |
| I maintain | |
| When I slangs > | |
| From my native land | |
| Upstate South | |
| Cleve West | |
| Anderson It's unexpected | |
| They expect it just the same | |
| Just get in line | |
| Like Carolina's in the (??) | |
| We can't be wrong | |
| Growing up down here | |
| You didn't worry about no ride or no high priced gear | |
| You got to boogy say boogy | |
| Rode in like a champ | |
| Wearing fake gold chain and no shirt is how we pimp | |
| On all sides | |
| The north south east and the west | |
| To niggas got keys got pain got fresh | |
| Fresh went to dope | |
| And dope went to fat | |
| Next thing you know the fools are busting all the gats | |
| Except the parts | |
| So you had to deal before dark | |
| Smoking weed in the club | |
| They don't dance they just just party | |
| Drinking cold malt liquor | |
| Country ass niggas | |
| Booty shaking | |
| Shake To make them asses move quicker | |
| I picture that | |
| We dirty like floor mats | |
| Ride in the sports coupes big jeeps fly | |
| Hook (Akinyele) | |
| I go down south to bust a nut | |
| On a down south slut | |
| Look her in the face and tell her girl | |
| I want to | |
| FUUUUUCK She be like | |
| SHIIIIIIT | |
| There Ak-nel go with that | |
| New York D | |
| IIIIIIICK | |
| Here take a | |
| LIIICK I beginning grinning | |
| Cause I'm ready to hit it up (?????????) | |
| Point to the light | |
| She be like | |
| I going to go flick it up | |
| I'm gorilla like king kong | |
| While you niggas is little monkeys like | |
| Mighty Joe | |
| Young Out of town | |
| I know crackers with correct | |
| ID In other words | |
| I95 is where you find me | |
| And buy guns from me | |
| In exchange for crack | |
| Road maps | |
| Got me transporting gats > | |
| From the north | |
| And the south tackle that | |
| Bringing it back | |
| To my New | |
| York money makers | |
| Who smoke a lot and get high like sky scrapers | |
| Down south i know girls who straight want to rape us | |
| My niggas | |
| Rap Bone and | |
| Chock here to tape us | |
| My nigga Joelle got some bitches flying in from | |
| Jamaica I got some girls in | |
| LA who play like the lakers | |
| Shiiiiiit | |
| Because Hoes | |
| R Us Everywhere we go mad love they show us | |
| Even girls who don't know us | |
| Want to suck our dicks for us | |
| Hook |