Lyrics

[Intro] Whuddup.. Aye yo, God bless the child who can hold on his own Holla back! [Verse 1] Tha game been good to me Im still runnin 'round where I use to be Tha projects, where we move the Ki's (Yeah!) Trynna tear down the bricks, we refuse to leave See regardless, I'ma do my thang I don't care whudd set'chu claim, I just met'chu mayn' Be happy that I let'chu slang 'Cause if I let Tek know, he gon' buss' ya brain And if all y'all niggas out here wanna git it (Whudd) Holla G-Unit South, lemme know you wit' it (Let's Goo!) Shit 'bout to git crazy in a minute Dat's why my bitch purse got a .380 in it (Aye!) I'ma give niggas one mo' chance We coo' but I ain't shakin' no hands (Nah!) Next time you won't hear 'bout whateva gon' happen My album went platinum I found out [Chorus] Niggas a change on you, so hard to keep friends Seem like I can't find nobody, but I ain't got no ends Niggas a change on you, dat's why we bet these hoes Soon as a nigga gotta let up somethang, it's when they let me know A brother done changed on you [Verse 2] I'm all by myself in this Benz (Yuh!!) Glock gotta extended clip on the end Priest 'bout to come home from the pen (Aye!) I'ma make sure he never touch a bird again (Yo!) Motherfuckers ack like I don't deserve to win Niggas claim they Kin but I ain't heard of dem (Like!) Like I ain't hit the block and put work in (Like!) Like I ain't still gittin' dem pounds of purp in (Owhh!) Say wutchu want but my bills is paid I'm not tryna be 35, still on stage (Haha) Shit was all good but he turned his back Dem niggas stayed wit' him didn't learn from that (Yea) Tha tables turned, I went and got me a plaq So I could give a damn what you say on Smack (Nigga!) You know what it is and ya know where I'm at For real, don't make me snap 'cause [Chorus] [Outro] Yeah!! Ayo, shout out to all the DJs Who stand down wit' the Unit I see y'all! Yeaahh! Ayo hold on let me answer my phone, who the fuck is this? Fantasia, Ohh shit Ohhh man Damn I, I better not say nuttin' 'cause homeboy just kissed gal and shit I'ma leave that alone Ayo holla at me nigga She got some big ass lips Ha haaaaa Ayo I'm gettin' money nigga I don't even hear you niggas hatin' on me It's a whole 'nother level right now You know, really I'm on my way to Africa In the mornin' You know private jet type shit You know I'm sayin' Feel real good, ya mean Got my own label and shit, Ca$hville Records You know, my niggas holdin' it down too Hi-C, Lil Murda D-Tay get your shit right, man For real And ay I ain't finished niggas I just started October 24th, Buck The World, I'm comin' That's what it is And look out for the Superman Chevy on 24's, nigga Ha haa