Intro:
Yeah, I heard niggaz out here talking major shit you dig
But ain`t no motherfucker step to me and said Spice you a punk
Cause you know I whup his motherfuckin ass
Chorus:
Niggas be muggin me, Don`t show no love for me
Don`t playa hate me love tha thug in me
Now when I walk on by, niggaz be muggin me
Don`t playa hate me love tha thug in me
Now if your hoe come knockin at my door, she
Must want a thug ass nigga for sure
Cause it`s the young playa Spiz-ice and I be stacking my paper
24 motherfuckin 7, a nigga havin it major
Now we can do this like playas
or we can hop into some gangsta shit
Niggas be tryin to clown, when your bailin with your bitch
I almost fell, gettin up out the car but see
I had to pistol whip the nigga because he knows who we are
We the niggas with the Lex`s, Rolexes laced up with diamonds
Timer, Timer, Baller, Baller
she fucked with the shot caller now
Didn`t need no scrilla to get her, she want a thug nigga
Poppin collars, and at the same time clockin dollars
Real as they come I got soldiers ready to rob at night
And when a nigga goes to your jar you don`t attempt to fight
You playa hate daily, talkin the shit on the ace
But you a bitch cause you never talk the shit to my face
Chorus 2X
I put the pedal to the metal and uh jump the Chevy
heavy in the game
But about four five different ghetto names
I can`t be tamed I`m a G to my heart
I can`t be changed I`ve been breaking these niggaz down from the start
I`m hearing shit up in the streets man, niggaz is crazy
I`ve been serving them dope fiends on that block
since you was babies
And the world is yours, nigga you can have it all
But if you talk bad on this G ass nigga you`ll take a fall, blaaaow
How many hoes want a nigga that get his ass kicked
Car took, whupped and jacked ain`t got no get back
I ain`t the type to let no nigga jack me
Baby we cool if they run up on the Caddy
Chorus 2X
I`m off the Hennessy, when it`s me she`s callin right back
I`m up in the Benzo on the mobile spittin the game off the yack
I`m strapped with two blacks, cuz I ain’t the baller
who be out there slippin
She understands niggaz be playa hatin so she ain`t trippin
Saggy pants G-braids but nigga still out to get paid
I`m keepin my mind up on my money and all my money is made
Shadetree niggaz be tryin to get in my mix
Conflicts, 40 caliber cliques when I be burying tricks
She seen me knock niggaz out now I do walkbys
Now I put faulty ass niggas between them chalk lines
See everybody be lookin when I be bailin, trailin indo smoke
See it ain`t nothing but the smooth sailin
And now I kick back and enjoy my riches on a sunny day
But sucka ass niggaz be all up in my way
You`re secure don`t you worry bout a thang
I got these two twin glocks and when they cocked this is what they say
Chorus 2X
