(feat. Chamillionaire, Yung Ro, Mista Madd) 



[talking] 

I was high man, I ain't know what the fuck 

I was doing, hey we gon take em back to the cuts man 

Like you on the porch, know I'm saying old school 



[Hook] 

Didn't I tell you, to leave it be 

Now didn't I, didn't I, didn't I - 3x 

Didn't I tell you, quit hating on me 

Now didn't I, didn't I, didnt I 



[Yung Ro] 

Since me and J Mack do nothing, y'all think Hatter a dick 

Fuck with us, and we gon see who nut up bitch 

This year Paid In Full, making the industry buzz 

I never said I was the best, a lot of people just said I was 

And I told y'all, I was gon drop em a hit 

I write my rhymes on the toilet, cause I love to talk shit 

I pull up with the whole click, fucking with your ass 

Jump fly, I put a slug in your vest not straps 

I don't give a fuck, when I spit these bars 

The only time I give a fuck, is when my dick get all hard 

But Ro he go hard, we'll tell a nigga straight up 

I'ma be the one to make Hatter, put his feet up 

Niggaz get beat up, we don't have fair fights 

We stomp rappers with chains, Filas and Air Nikes 

Put your do' on it, my nigga catch you 

They like fuck Ro, naw nigga fuck giving bitch 



[Hook] 



[Mista Madd] 

I must admit, I'm not normally moved 

See I'm in the mind of rappers, who are dazed and confused 

Look at you looking at me, you has-been rapper 

Cause I ride a Escalade on twanks, you calling me capper 

I seen everything you wrote, on Down South.com 

It's niggaz like you making me pull up my sleeves, to bear arm 

Sent my only contribution, to down South was the hood 

Saying huh contribute it, to my bank board 

Am I a one hit wonder, or am I gifted 

Don't hate cause your kids don't change, your mind's just shifted 

You making Mista Madd, turn into a backwards Madd Mista 

Keep fucking with me, in the holy with some bad blisters 

Your sister I done her, but it's still respect 

The girl you couldn't get I got, you fucking reject 

I didn't mean to get on this track, Ro and Cham ride for me 

Although you hate me bitch, your mom's adore me 



[Hook] 



[Chamillionaire] 

They gon make me turn the pistol to a mic 

And give em something, to talk into 

Testing testing mic check speak up, you forgot who you talking to 

Say Ro just go hand me the, full clip to this damn heater 

And I bet you this damn heater, gets rid of his amnesia 

Hand reader look in my palm, said they gon try to mute you 

I'm the voice of the future, Martin Luther King Koopa 

In the booth, you know I'm closest thing to the truth sir 

Cubic zircon's turn to real stones, like I'm Medusa 

If you don't know the label, that make rappers ride with they roof up 

I'm raining on the game, I know the label that do cuz 

Paid In Full, straighten up and give a salute to 

Koopa not for what I've done, but what I'm about to do cause 

Diss me, and I promise your career will leave in that hearse 

Your career will be in here, somewhere up in this dirt 

Somewhere up in this earth, we'll do it now but first 

Say my name, now we gon see to it that somebody get hurt 



[Hook x2]