Shh, shh, sheesh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, all these pancake ass niggas, weird ass niggas, man
What are all these niggas talkin' 'bout?
Ice cream ass niggas
Shh, shh, sheesh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, all these pancake ass niggas, weird ass niggas, man
What are all these niggas talkin' 'bout?
Ice cream ass niggas
Ayy (Ayy, sheesh)
[Verse]
I keep a rocket in my pocket, socket called a pocket rocket
If it's war, we ain't playin' games, bitch, we get it started
I'm the man, clip it, keep a hundred, nigga, I'm a gunner
When it's beef, we ain't playin' games, we hit you and yo' mama
Know that choppa, that's that oppa stoppa, hit you and your pops
I fell in love with all this fuckin' money, you in love with drama
Say-say baby, I'm not Sosa baby, but I keep a llama
Gonna pull up in a new i8, you ridin' in a Honda
All these tattoos on my fuckin' body, she say I'm a hottie
Why your girlfriend always wanna fuck me, wanna touch my body?
We got all type of fuckin' guns, might even have a Tommy
I remember them days in the jail, still free my nigga Ryan
And free Chris though, 'member we was bouncin' out with .44's
A nigga keep it silent, in L.A. I keep a clip though
Cause no, I can't be lackin' in these streets, I keep a big pole
And I can't have no nigga with me if they gon' snitch on us
Tiho, Tiho, Sheesh
Ayy, ayy, ayy, sve ove palačinke dupe crnje, čudne dupe crnje, čovjek
Što su sve ove crnje Talkin' „bout?
Sladoled dupe crnje
Ayy (Ayy, Sheesh)
[Stih]
Držim raketa u džepu, Socket zove džep raketa
Ako je rat, nismo je playin' igre, kuja, dobili smo ga počeli
Ja sam čovjek, isječak, zadržite sto, nigga, ja sam topnik
Kada je govedina, nismo je playin mami igrama, i Yo hit mi”
Znam da Choppa, to je to oppa stoppa, vi i vaši cura hit
Zaljubila sam se u sve to jebeni novac, zaljubljen u drami
Recimo, recimo dijete, nisam Sosa dijete, ali držim lame
Će podići u novom i8, ti Ridin' u Honda
Sve ove tetovaže na mom jebena tijela, rekla sam hottie
Zašto ti je djevojka uvijek želim jebati mene, želim dodirnuti moje tijelo?
Dobili smo sve vrste jebeni topova, možda čak i imati Tommy
Sjećam ih dana u zatvoru, još uvijek oslobodi moj nigga Ryan
I bez Chris ipak, „član mi je bouncin” s .44-ih
Crnjo to šute, u L. A. držim isječak iako
Uzrok ne, ja ne mogu biti lackin' u tim ulicama, držim veliki stup
A ja ne mogu imati nigga sa mnom, ako oni gon”cinkaroš nas