(feat. Chamillionaire, Papoose, Yung Joc)



[Intro: Greg Street]

Aiyyo Kayslay man let's take it back down to the dirty south for a sec!!!



[Verse 1: Yung Joc]

Shorty watch me pull up, pop out, somethin with the top out

Since the cops ain't out pop the trunk and let the knock out

One for my homeys, out here on the run

Two for my baby mamas out here stackin funds

Three for the ghetto kids postin on the block

Rest in peace to my nigga Fuller who got knocked

Fo' for them snitches, everywhere you go

Talkin to the cops yeah I know how they roll

Five for them bitches, settin niggaz up

Knowin they got a package and lettin niggaz fuck

Six for them go getters out there gettin bucks

Them young niggaz tryin to rob and end up gettin stuck

Now for them niggaz out there pushin big wheels

When they pop they collar pimp pussy for cheap thrills

Eight for them niggaz out there servin Fed time

You 'gon have to serve eighty five percent of your time

Nine for my homey who just made the headline

Robbed liquor stores got away with every dime

Ten for the strippers who know how to play it right

College by day but then get naked by night

Oh this ain't nothin special this is everyday life

These are a few things niggaz do out here to earn stripes



[Chorus: Yung Joc]

Shorty watch me pull up, pop out, somethin with the top out

Since the cops ain't out pop the trunk and let the knock out

Shorty watch me pull up, pop out, somethin with the top out

Since the cops ain't out pop the trunk and let the knock out



[Verse 2: Papoose]

How you 'gon tell me I ain't the best god damn you

I'm standin while all of the rest got cancelled

When niggaz was scared to make bets I gambled

Put it all on the line and yes I scrambled

The last time I performed my set got trampled

The ladies rushed the stage the rest got cheerful

Think about it I could of have let Bed-Stuy jam you

I told all of them niggaz they bet' not blam you

Control reckless niggaz yet I'm careful

And niggaz actin like they don't respect my handle

I put fire on wax just like candles

Way wiser than all of the rest on the panel



[Chorus: Yung Joc]

Shorty watch me pull up, pop out, somethin with the top out

Since the cops ain't out pop the trunk and let the knock out

Shorty watch me pull up, pop out, somethin with the top out

Since the cops ain't out pop the trunk and let the knock out



[Verse 3: Chamillionaire]

Yeah yeah! Used to have a problem gettin money in my hands

Only problem that I got is findin bigger rubberbands

Damn, money clips don't fit when your a C.E.O.

See mine oh, for dough, so money that I'm greedy oh!

I stepped into the bank tryin to make a deposit

Over two hundred thousand she said baby I got it

Said she dugout the counter on the desk I can spot it

Was exactly correct, then I left and forgot it

Blame the brain gettin money ain't new to me nigga

Please it's like the leafs ain't nothin new to a tree

Believe it's like a sleeve ain't nothin new to a tee

At ease it's like a weave ain't nothin new to a she

We, generals pretend like you didn't know

Pretend like you can't get kicked right out of your Kenneth Coles

Tellin ya he I.D. like me when I'm gettin dough

Go and check his identity it isn't identical

Step on that hidden flo', we don't fall off

We don't hang with them type of niggaz others might call soft

Got you wonderin what the illest on the mic 'gon cost

Go get your checkbook then a check up cause it might cost cost



[Chorus: Yung Joc]

Shorty watch me pull up, pop out, somethin with the top out

Since the cops ain't out pop the trunk and let the knock out

Shorty watch me pull up, pop out, somethin with the top out

Since the cops ain't out pop the trunk and let the knock out

Shorty watch me pull up, pop out, somethin with the top out

Since the cops ain't out pop the trunk and let the knock out

Shorty watch me pull up, pop out, somethin with the top out

Since the cops ain't out pop the trunk and let the knock out