[Verse 1:]

I ain't no Hollywood ass nigga, I ride through the Town

Like nigga who got that white, homey who got that brown?

I'm a solid, nigga I don't fuck around

Muh'fuckers love how I get down

Thirty-four, did my time up in Rita

Had a bitch but I really didn't need her

Niggaz youger than me hittin Quentin

I'm on the phone nigga poppin my pimpin

Me and my West Oakland niggaz gon spread

Do my calistetics 'for I go to bed

Who got the weed nigga? holla at your folks

I drank and nigga I smoke



[Hook: x2]

I drank, I smoke

And I'll put these thangs on your folks

I'll put these thangs on your folks

Nigga I'll put these thangs on your folks



[Verse 2:]

Fo' in the mornin, nigga hittin ki's

Talkin bout breakfast, white boy please

I'm from the block, I sleep 'til two

Betch you don't tell that bitch what to do

I paid a lawyer, my case look sweet

This ain't shit that a nigga can't beat

These niggaz hoes be outta pocket on a visit

Soon as he turn around she shootin me the digits

Damn homey, these bitches ain't shit

Soon as I touch down ahe gon suck my dick

Who got that other shit? holla at your folks

I drank and nigga I smoke



[Hook x2]



[Verse 3:]

Yeah nigga, its been a while since I went to court

Nigga sayin anything, cause they know I'm short

I'ma sit and read this dutch for about hour

And play some dominoes, when I hop up out the shower

Locked down, runnin a million dollar operation

It's all good, I done did this on vacation

David Banner and model chicks shootin me kites

My nigga Tay from the bottom was shootin me lice

Niggaz on the phone talkin bout the same shit

He say he pimpin but he talkin to the same bitch

Who got that pruno? holla at your fuckin folks

I drank and nigga I smoke



[Hook x2]