作词 : Arnaud, Brown
Man, what you need, man?
Yo' ************* ass always come around here
Wit' this whole three dollar, two dollar, five dollar hit *************t
************* come around here with a twenty sack of somethin' *************
My bills gotta get paid mother******
I'm outta here, catch me next week beotch
Hop in my 
Chevy get to wheelin' down the block
Makin' sales, whether slangin' ****** or rocks
Clockin' major strapped up, me and my *************z in the house
Might as well back up, bustin' on *************z if they act up
On a mission with my gang, around here we run thangs
Get paid, every night, where we hang'
Cause it's a street thang, cops and automatic weapon
Keep a ************* intact, for these *************z half-steppin'
Daz Dillinger, got sewed up for real
Dealers servin' these *************z for a quarter a mill'
Ninety-eight my motto to kill, that's how it is
************* my family, ************* my friends, when my **** come in
You feel like ************* trust, a ************* lose his life
Tryin' to trust on mother******s like us
Stackin', stolen stack stackin' it ain't nuttin' but murders
Kidnappings jackings and vault cracking
Crackin' up in these parts, heat sparks up in these parts
The dark parts of the mother******' park
The tarantula's loose and 
I'm heated now
With somethin' in my right palm to keep y'all seated down
Repeated, headhuntin', huntin' for heads
Shot in the chest neck arm and legs
Ain't no fakin', we all out to get paid
Wettin' *************z what we do nowadays(*************)
Around here, you can't trust nobody
Anybody's somebody tryin to jack somebody(Somebody)
Whether it's ****** or your life or narcotics
Anyway you get, you can't trust nobody
We jack a ************* for a half a thang, we back up in this
With a flock of these chickens, worth three and a half million
Now we set, we relaxed chillin', livin' the boss life
Every day every night me and the 
Columbians take flight
Eight hundred ki's to fly across seas
When I flip it 
I make about twelve million 
G'sI'm a two thousand 
Ricky Ross, transportin' the sauce
And it pay to be the boss cause when yo' ass get crossed
Every ************* on the street gets paid
A couple pieces spread, bear arms *************, warfare *************
Shut down the alarms *************
Time to hit off, get off then break off
If he don't kick in the bread then take off
Columbian ties, 
Columbian mob members in 
Columbian neckties
Columbians disfigured, 
Daz MIDI machine 
DillingerTwo shotty 
Young Gotti, 'bout to put it on somebody
And my mindstate today is ************* everybody
Around here, you can't trust nobody
Anybody's somebody tryin to jack somebody(Somebody)
Whether it's ****** or your life or narcotics
Anyway you get, you can't trust nobody
Around here, you can't trust nobody
Anybody's somebody tryin to jack somebody(Somebody)
Whether it's ****** or your life or narcotics
Anyway you get, you can't trust nobody
*************t, who the ************* at the door?
Aww man, the police, fool
C'mon get out of here man c'mon
Flush the *************t, flush the coke