I be the nigga representin' da south
 Ba da de bow
 We be luv
 Slangin' dope
 Sprayin' some
 Hittin' licks
 Fuckin' tricks

 [Verse 1]
 Speakin' of fuckin' tricks
 Some of them suckin' dick
 Even they stank is sick
 You know who's hittin' licks
 Gettin' wet
 Frontin' 'bout a MD ballas
 Strappin' up then tryin' to be shot callas
 Servin' the hustlas
 Born for the block
 They might hit low so they tell us to cop
 A cut, cut, cut and a chop, chop, chop
 Bitches hittin' switches like a cha, cha, cha
 Run for shop
 We can't get robbed
 Bitches gettin' high
 So it's head, booty cop
 Hoes suckin' dicks like lollipops
 If a nigga slick robber
 Then a nigga gettin' dropped
 Whereva ya from do ya do it like ya do it
 Cuz where we from we gonna do it like we do it
 In my "A"
 Representin' weak in dis
 Catch a booty while i'm kickin' this
 My nigga hittin' fronta this shit
 I know, thought ya know
 When ya hear reality flow
 Plus I know dough
 Spendin' chrome for the gold
 Skee-lo ya know
 Hot house smoke jo's
 Grindin' ya know
 Chorus (4x)

 [Verse 2]
 I've neva seen frontin' my advice
 Fuck niggas betta think twice
 A bama wit a dew shit ain't nuthin' nice
 But 'cha niggas wanna do
 I hunt yo ass like a gold sweaty liver headed jew
 Gamblin' all my riches away
 But that's ok
 I can go rob for that shit the next day
 Robbin' for bricks and ki's
 Puttin' dealers on their knees
 To survive ??? what a nigga need
 Now I be
 Jet mail like a rubber venom
 And playaz hataz
 I'm still spittin' slugs in 'em
 Makin' money like Lutchie
 Hustlin' for coochie
 Tryin' ta make a million dollars livin' all in ???
 Spittin' bricks like a gymnist
 Gettin' dope from buyer Prez Clinton
 Can't mop for the album
 Shit we still got connections
 If I go I still like to when i'm high
 I thought I be stuck tryin' ta make fuckin' pigs fly
 Get connected to my music like Tre to his basketball
 Makin' sure ya rhyme in this industry
 Another fall
 If ya think this dream belongs to you
 Never gone
 Consider gone gamblin' wit this dude
 So I started makin' lil' chump change
 I still the same nigga ain't a damn thing changed

 Bridge (2x)
 Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga
 Haha, Luc Duc fo' tha 99 to the 2009
 Let's ride, let's ride
 One to tha one to tha one check two
 Hit 'em on tha mic
 Nigga stir me like stew
 Lil' Cross says fuck you and your crew
 Eight six nigga like a stick in that dude
 I'm tha same, balla balla
 Bless your chain, balla balla
 I don't stop until I'm high
 I'ma smoke until I die
 Ride

 Chorus (4x