Lyrics

Verse 1 How can I explain this game? Got me on the road everyday, to fill my name Me and my dreams of gettin the world crunk The hits bring bling, and do the ATL stomp, this thang real I got the gun chill, cranberry's and x pills Smokin on the best of the best When you see me you know i'm fresh In the black lambo, I ain't ridin there hoe Probably roll my other up, tell them what, I don't give a fu** Prince's cut, round my neck, round my wrist, in my ear In my son ear, in his mama ear, crystal clear Listen hear, this fo all yall ni**az bitin' my flow Wanna come up in the game, I can't stand a mane actin like I don't know Yeah!!!, There's been a whole lotta talkin, Pastor Troy ni**a, where my motherfu**in offerin? Yeah!!!, It's a whole lotta bitin', tell them ni**az keep motherfu**in fightin Yeah!!!, It's a whole lotta suspicion, about who i'm fu**in, about who i'm hittin Yeah!!!, Baby give me why ya can't, cause I ain't playin with ya this year man(well ah haaaa) I been watchin these ni**az from a fog My best friend left me with some dope in his car So now I been hesitant to roll with the crowd I represent ni**az smokin dro', actin wild(ya feel me now?) I been bouncin, ever since the 9 dro Money, cars, clothes, hoes, 17 years old... Hop in the club with no I.D., no ni**a here is gonna try me, zone 1, 2, 3 r e s p e c t V.I.P, bout 20 deep, hardest nigga in the street Tryin to find me a bi*** I can check Probably be the bitch on the deck Better yet, i'ma slap a bi*** ass ni**a, a fu** ass ni**a, ol bitin ass ni**a Yeah!!!, it's a whole lotta talkin, Pastor Troy ni**a, where my motherfu**in offerin? Yeah!!!, it's a whole lotta bitin', tell them ni**az keep motherfu**in fightin Yeah!!!, it's a whole lotta suspicion, about who i'm fu**in, about who i'm hittin Yeah!!!, Baby give me why ya can't, cause I ain't playin with ya this year man(well ah haaaa) Yeah!!!, it's a whole lotta talkin, Pastor Troy ni**a, where my motherfu**in offerin? Yeah!!!, it's a whole lotta bitin', tell them ni**az keep motherfu**in fightin Yeah!!!, it's a whole lotta suspicion, about who i'm fu**in, about who i'm hittin Yeah!!!, Baby give me why ya can't, cause I ain't playin with ya this year man(well ah haaaa)