Change

Yeaaaa uhhh

I like the way that sounds

Uh uh now

Check check

Nigga you feelin like a frog when you jump

One leap will bring ya from the bar to the trunk

From the trunk to the dump

Imma rain on em, put the chump on a slump

Like a rib shot, thats what the customers want

Dont ya? This ain't ya typical story

Thefore I dont fall in the category

I'm cool, calm and collective, Yukon or the Lexis

Blue chronic for breakfast, to match with the necklace

Dimes all way down till the rats wanna check this

Reckless, born treacherous, sworn specialist

Especially, if ya rest next to me

Nigga come testin me youll get the gun recipe

These old niggas want the new born sound

Actin like they dont know who hold New York down

Yea I use to buy knicks, ten years later

Now I'm super fly slick without a roof on my whip, shit

I slip 100 proof till im ripped

And wave at the haters, got em root canal sick

Tell me you niggas like to make a scene so the lamas close

That kind of shit dont fly like mama jokes

We got em long, short, all kind of toast

Boy I done left shit trails all around the coast

To places you gettin 'round by boat

I get a pound, I smoke, I put it down, I'm dope

I'm on scope when i pass the block, I make traffic stop

A product of everything that made the apple rott

This apple jacks, way long before the platnium plaques

The pro-tools and the wax

Take a step back before ya catch a contact

The flow's like a M-16 wit the arm strapped

Imma bomb on these niggas till they cant bomb back

The hiroshima demeanor, microphone crack

A lot of shit has changed since I came

Y'all done came around here fuckin up the game

Therefore I aint servin nuttin but the pain

You playin, I'm hungier than a mothafucka man

Rob a store before you walk around poor

Cause you ain't gettin from me you grown boy

You fuelin up my fire when you hate

So Imma lean on you till you make a mistake

I can't wait

And to the curtains close

It's just me, the tooly, and them purple O's

Endo overload, drive like i own the roads

These niggas is puss, thats why my shoulders cold

Mac by the toilet bowl

I'm ridin filthy in the Beamer

Cause I can have lima and a colina bring it to a misdemeanor

You drown in deep water

Every nigga around come from the street corner

Where you need your heat on ya

I'm on recline while my next CD climb

South Side greedy dine, red wine, DB 9

NYPD grind, why?, it aint a easy grind

A nigga try to get mine ima feed him nine

And its graffiti time, niggas sprayin your mural

For tryin to be a muthafuckin hero

I'm fresh, fly and flashy, best guy if you ask me

Jet by on em nasty, nigga you in a taxi

I can't wait

A lot of shit has changed since I came

Y'all done came around here fuckin up the game

Therefore I ain't servin nuttin but the pain

You playin, I'm hungier than a mothafucka man

Rob a store before you walk around poor

Cause you aint gettin from me you grown boy

You fuelin' up my fire when you hate

So Imma lean on you till you make a mistake

I can't wait (Can't wait)

Ha ha ha

Yea, ugh, G-Unit

Boy