[Baby]   Aight nigga   Fuck it   We did it once we gon do it again   Hot Boy forever bitch   Lets ride nigga      [Gilly]   B-I-G-T-Y-M-E-R-S   Birdman wit the homie Mannie Fresh   And Juvenile so you clowns don't arrest   Let's do it      [Baby]   Got a Bentley wit the tags with the millionaire cash   Two million on the ice with that gun in my hand   Got the beat on the streets and we movin the slaya   Porsche truck lift up and a four door Jag   Uptown money spots niggas countin they cash   No rules in this game niggs doin they thang   See me watchin for the people cuz they ready to slang   Blowin dro' in Bahamas so that pineapple plate   Couldn't give us six cars for the money we make   I'm the king of the chrome get the fuck out my face   I'm the sun, I'm the moon, I'm the Benz, I'm the whips   I'm the crib, I'm the mouse quiet up in this bitch   Smoothe baller 22s in they hip   Smoke dro minks, haze and a spliffs   I'm in the heat of the cloud that's how it's goin down   A D-boy getting cheddar and I'm from uptown      [Chorus - Gilly]   Always poppin never stoppin   Glocks cockin, body droppin   Colla poppin, nigga knockin   Everybody give me space, back up   Everybody give me space, back up   Always poppin never stoppin   Glocks cockin, body droppin   Colla poppin, nigga knockin   Everybody give me space, back up   Everybody give me space, back up      [Mannie Fresh (Gilly)]   (Why you got that gun nigga?) Cuz I can   Woke up in the club with the bitch in my hand   Everybody lay down, stay down   I'm bout to spit this mothafuckin hay round   There's one nigga I'm lookin at (you about to get it flat)   Everybody else just back back   Bustin, fussin, yellin, cussin   Fightin, bitin, niggas got to rustilin   Throwin big chairs, pushin down stairs   Disrespectin hos pullin out weave hairs   But this one ho nobody know pull out the fo fo   Made niggas lay it down on the floor   That's when the police came   The fire engine truck and the ambulance   Bitch still bustin shots like Jesse James   Big Money Heavyweight nigga I ain't playin   The bitch was trill caught two to the grill   One in the head damn lil' one dance   Shake!      [Chorus - Gilly (Juvenile)]   Always poppin never stoppin   Glocks cockin, body droppin   Colla poppin, nigga knockin   Everybody give me space, back up   Everybody give me space, back up   Always poppin never stoppin   Glocks cockin, body droppin   Colla poppin, nigga knockin (uh uh)   Everybody give me space, back up (what what what what)   Everybody give me space, back up (look look)      [Juvenile]   Gimme the roovie Juvie the shooter   Try to follow my pandemonium point I'm gon lose ya   Look around there's some niggas not with me   Some of them dead, some of them doin bout 50   UTP you better stand up it's the general   Bringin back the era of the criminal   Look I got my own scene, got my own scheme   Got killas so basically I'm doin my own thing   I drive a 7-6-0 strapped up waitin at the light for the hero   It's kinda hot outside niggas done shot blue eyes   That's fucked up cuz my connect dropped me 5   I'ma excersize my right to get this cheese   I don't have to put in work nigga my bitch will squeeze   I ain't positive I'm a black man   So watch your mouth playa cuz you can catch a back hand   Heh!      [Chorus - Gilly]   Always poppin never stoppin   Glocks cockin, body droppin   Colla poppin, nigga knockin   Everybody give me space, back up   Everybody give me space, back up   Always poppin never stoppin   Glocks cockin, body droppin   Colla poppin, nigga knockin   Everybody give me space, back up   Everybody give me space, back up