Alright yeah yeah..
Gangsta livin is what i'm dishin
Start the line in the kitchen
Here is the end all of your bitchin
Yeah I might be rich and
Look smooth, sorry but I got to move
Real ballers up in the place tonight
Got people acting rowdy like it was fight night
But its alright Its all good
Just don't fuck wid me in my hood
Sorry mommy but I ain't into you
I'm lookin at your friends rockin that tight ass baby blue
No there is no fluke in the game
I got mad lines I can spit at your dame
Sorry homey but your rap is lame
Time to blast you out wid the mouth that I can tame
Ohh.. let me start from the beginning
Straight from the mouth to the book like a religion
Yes..I have no contest
Judge already declared that i'm the best
One.. my time is out
But at least ya'll know what i'm about