[Intro - Gangsta Boo]
Yo, yo... What the fuck`s goin` on
With all you undercover-ass playa haters
All motha-fuckin` snitch
My nigga T. Rock shit
What the fuck y`all tryin` to do?
Y`all tryin` to hold us down or somethin`?
Ya know what I`m sayin`, you niggas can`t do that
`Cause we `bout it baby
Ya know what I`m sayin`, it`s all good
We can see you, but you can`t see us nigga
Me and the Rockafella, T Rock baby
ATL, Memphis, the whole motha-fuckin` south
And you know that nigga
[T. Rock]
Can I begin the story of a nigga
Tryin` to make a million for eternity
In the city of Atlanta
Reapin`, wreck an angel from a grandma
But it ain`t no way for me to make green
`Til my nigga T-Low introduced me
To Mac and The Kaze
Then no one could stop me
All that juice to her, I swear ?
? Prophet P and recruited me
Nigga I turned to Prophet Posse
Not a gangsta, but a getter, intellect, nationwide
Spittin` fury out my Range and ride
Burnin` rappers like bacon fried
Won`t you tell me who`ll stop a playa 50 rollin` nationwide
Provin` high niggas that you anxious
Replace his thang on busterous trains and camps
Watch us from gauges, we snatchin` your soul
And vote it Heaven or hell, you lames can vamp it
And you`s a nigga tryna spread a story
`Bout some shit that didn`t happen in my lifetime
All you fakers and phonies are on the edge
Like a superstar man walkin` tightlines
Ever want a nigga on the white grind
Nationwide niggas on the rise
Sportin` a disguise, creep up on ya
And it don`t matter what ??
Triple 6 kill like clan and T. Rock
Rockafella stretch a million other papers
Won`t you realize
A nigga finally came up in the game
All you freaks who used to dis know what you can kiss
Act like I don`t know, you got to deal it straight
Now you burnin` niggas down to a crisp
And I don`t risk `cause I`m T. R-O-C-K
Tryna reap pay, other tricks sleeze ways
Runnin` hoochies with gold in their mouths
And take all of their goods, and not leave with no leave-way
[T. Rock]
1 - Nigga yeah know
Nigga, yeah know
We rollin` clean rides
And we blowin` hella dope, nigga
Repeat 1
[Gangsta Boo]
Do a motha-fuckin` S.O.S.
Step on sight, what the fuck you gonna do when you bleed?
I`ll be comin` with the Prophet Posse
Know that Gangsta Boo
I`m `bout the baddest bitch that you ever seen
How many times you wanna hold me down
But like that named Puffy, bitch, I would not go
All the other stupid shit that you be kickin`
When I`m pimpin`, when you slip, run into my front door
I be rollin` with them niggas that`s out the projects
You wanna bet
?W-L? dub your whole motha-fuckin` chest
Bet you bottom dolla, make you holla, wanna come and hit me
It`s money over bitches, yeah
I`m the type of bitch that be kickin` shit
The type of bitch that be takin` other bitches` dick
The type of bitch that be all about a paper chip
The type of bitch that ride with the Triple 6
[T. Rock]
Miss steady and the Rockafella crew can load clips
With lyrical ???? the whole slip
Gangsta Boo got ????? take and slap a trick down to the floor
And give her swole lips
[Gangsta Boo]
It`s all good, I think I got her to a 5
Got you finally realizin` you be hypnotized
Me and my nigga T. Rock ???
We smoked out straight to Atlanta, live
Repeat 1 to fade
