Lyrics

[Intro: Joell Ortiz] Woo, yeah Yo, R, turn me up a little bit, haho (Heatmakerz, crack music) Crack music, hah One two, one two, a-one two, uh Yeah (Yeah), we back it, boy (We sure is, let's go) [Verse 1: Joell Ortiz] Shit soundin' like War Two, though I'm at peace Who knows what I resort to, I am still a beast And it's nothin' to do you awful, y'all lucky I'm livin' straight If I had the same kid without shit to refrigerate It'd be you and your niggas and whoever else spittin' great on my dinner plate Lucky for y'all, I'm gettin' cake The 7-Series grill pulls up to another seven-figure deal I'm backseat watchin' 227, this shit is ill Gettin' twists up, crazy like Bishop I's gettin' a G off of Q with the steel tucked on the pickup Chips picked up, now it's bricks tucked in the pickup Some niggas got picked off, other niggas got picked up I did the pick and roll, found another way I can get up Started tellin' my truth over music, shit lit up It's funny how they said I had to switch it up to get this change But my whole changed 'cause I ain't switch up [Chorus: Joell Ortiz] Never forget, just 'cause I'm chillin', that don't mean I ain't a threat In fact, y'all lucky I'm all set Never forget, I'm still that nigga when I walk on any set But all I require is my respect Never forget, a situation could easily go left You won't know until you runnin' out of breath Never forget, if you ain't never played the field, you ain't a vet Don't be talkin' out your neck [Verse 2: Locksmith] [Chorus: Joell Ortiz] Never forget, just 'cause I'm chillin', that don't mean I ain't a threat In fact, y'all lucky I'm all set Never forget, I'm still that nigga when I walk on any set But all I require is my respect Never forget, a situation could easily go left You won't know until you runnin' out of breath Never forget, if you ain't never played the field, you ain't a vet Don't be talkin' out your neck