{Hey Mario!}



[T. Waters]

Ey! T. Waters comin straight from Savannah, Georgia

You know what it is, T-Dot done hooked up with D-Block

Yo (ah ye-yeah-geah-ge-GEYEAH)

No matter the weather, got the mac or beretta

to tear the back off a felon, nigga I'm strapped for whatever

And down for the cause, I bust around of applause

Fuckin 'round with my dawgs, or fuckin 'round with them laws

That was probably y'all, makin the block hot

Got half of the block knocked, so I got the glock cocked

All you heard was (pop pop) gunfire (stop drop and roll)

Or get rolled over, I told ya boy

Guns don't kill people (nah)

It take a nigga behind the trigger to make it lethal (yes sir)

And the illegal Desert Eagle with a flock of seagulls

I'm blowin trees in the Regal with my two amigos

Nigga you seen me pull it

Up from the waist, put it up in your waist

Put the barrel in your mouth now tell me how that taste

Boss that and flee the state in the middle of a case

With no panky ring, I'ma put the middle in your face

If you want a brick, catch it off the side of the rim

Or mention my name, they'll tell you to come get it from him

I'm where the birds at, the inner city where the curbs at

And them jack boys'll take it if you don't deserve that

My niggaz serve that, pure white snow like Christmas

And this shit's guaranteed to do better than his shit

Rich shit, off the lot, just wish y'all shit would get hot

When them pigs sit on the block, watch me distribute rocks

Nigga catch me heavily blunted, bring it to whoever that want it

The head or the stomach, the led'll be comin

Hotter the barrel, movin birds, my eyes on the sparrow

All I do work these niggaz, they call me the Pharaoh

Motherfucker! Yeah

T. Waters lettin y'all know what time it is, y'knahmtalkinbout?

T-Dot, D-Block, Styles P, Jadakiss, Sheek, J-Hood

Yeah, raw buck, is how we puttin it down

E'rybody knahmtalkinbout?

From Savannah, all the way out yonder, y'knahmtalkinbout?

Let's get it poppin, ya heard?