(*talking*)
You motherfuckers, fucking nickel and dime niggaz and shit
Talkin bout stopping me, how the fuck you gonna stop me
I started this Short Stop ass shit, nigga I Short Stop
Every motherfucking body you know dat, huh
[Lil` Troy]
What`s up y`all, Lil` Troy is back
The more you try to stop me, the more I stack
Money, clothes, cars, hoes
S.U.V.`s, six T.V.`s
How the fuck did I come up
Boy mama ain`t raise, no dumb punk
I stepped in the game, flipped my change
Got the fuck out, `fore the people came
But I still got caught, in the cross
Just got released, from the half way house
Threw a champaign party for myself
Paid fifty G`s, like I never left
So bow down, when I come through
Short Stop Wear, that`s my shit too
Dream about it, I done that
I`m the first nigga, signed Scarface to a contract
You might say, I`m ahead of my time
I did FED, and regular time
Nickel and dime, niggaz always bumping
Let me tell y`all motherfuckers something
[Hook]
I`ve been making this money for years
I`ve been breaking these hundreds for years
I`ve been driving these cars for years
Making the deals, shifting the gears
I`ve been fucking these hoes for years
I`ve been buying these clothes for years
I`ve been with Pat and them for years
Making the deals, shifting the gears
[R-Dis]
H-Town is the spot, where niggaz get shot
Hoes sell cock, every block is hot
Try to take what I got, we gon box
9 times out of 10, I`ma knock yo motherfucking ass out
Nigga I`m trained to whoop ass, and count cash
Can I rock the mic, you god damn right
But if I got my tool, I`ma drop a fool
From a distance, I`m not gon fight
You can make it easy, or you can make it tough
Why rassle with a nigga, when I can just bust
My nuts hang, to the flo` like drapes
Niggaz tripping off my tapes, since 1988
I make money money, make money money money
Pretty hoes I trap put down my mack
Get that cat, from the back
Gon be like that, until I fall
I`m with y`all, fuck the laws
Gots to ball, try to put me on pause
I`ma bust em, in they motherfucking jaws
When it comes to paper, I ain`t a stranger
Mark my fucking words, ain`t nothing gon change cause
[Hook]
[D-Man]
Guess who jumped in the industry
With Lil` Troy, niggaz tried to finish me
`Fore I started, departed
Now I`m back, as a junior mack to make noise
Like Too Short, I just can`t stay away
Cause I`m tired of putting shit, on lay-away
So I gotta get up, and try to make a way
I feel great, I signed my contract today
Can you believe, Lil` Troy didn`t even
Want my style, raps, flows, rhymes
Just my loyalty, so he ended up spoiling me
I got God with me
And now I`m as hard as can be, nobody harder than me
You see through niggaz, just like water to drink
I`m like Pinocchio, when my flows start to grow
The big we ego straight
Now I`m in the game fa sho, who say I ain`t no pro
Who said a making ass nigga, can`t go
Let a nigga know, so I can put it in your face
And take it on your toe
Since 9-1, nigga I`ve been doing this
Been around the world, airplanes and cruise ships
Don`t cap, even if you could prove the shit
Trying to get rich quick, by moving hits
So fuck fame, I`ma sold game
Make hits get mo` change, but won`t change
I`ma be a star soon, platinumize myself
And turn it all to a cartoon
Short Stop is the hardest, Lil` Troy, Bay-B. Doll and R-Dis
We top notch, we taking over that`s a promise bitch
Wanna know me, look me up under max anonymous
[Hook - 3x]
