Yo, yo, ayo, what up?
Yo, some nights I feel like stickin' up Exxon
My gun game experience came from robbin' Louis Vuitton
Cocaine specialist since nine
Age bracket fucked them O.G.s up, they started givin' me ratchets
Get money diamonds, co-signin' all of my check stubs
Besides gettin' ones, I grub
I had a Kool G Rap lifestyle, slidin' through the Parrot with drugs
I'm like the magic of witchcraft, that give a nigga rich cash
Blankets, anklets, Gucci shit, switch labs, I'm powerful
Yo, you know my hour is due
Fuck the fifteen minutes, I'mma fly with my boo
Word to my Nikes that I throw on poles from here to Hollywood
You know I got soul like that Rakim dude
Just give me my money, y'all owe it to me
Don't make me blow you for it, for real
I'mma show y'all niggas how to swoll dummies high profile
He keep a Mack down, hundreds of little niggas who grizz with him
And he gets down, ayo, you fuckin' with the best of the year
The best who ever did it, no love lost, beside my shorty and child
I'm like the king in an Egyptian center
Militant, I play your perimeter, hold wifey now 'fore I get her
You know what Wu do, RZA tell 'em now, we got Dre in the kitchen, son
It's on, part two, watch me sell 'em
'Cause New York is me, homie, watch me throw the crown in the trash
Whoever award y'all ass,'member me, Tony, what up, what up?
You know my gun game's it up
Supplyin' every borough with my cocaine river
Flashy always, I'm like four rays, none of y'all seen me fresh
I only do it in project hallways
Y'all all gay, I know it, guess that's what it be, peace
See me in the streets, God be there all day, one
I'm outta here, nigga, fuck that
It's on
Part two
Yeah, part two
Ayo, ayo, I want my money in all fives, yo
Ha ha ha
Icewater
The new and improved Chef
Word up, the feast is comin' soon, one
I'm outta here
