Smoke somethin', bitch   UGK, hold up, talkin' bout, uhh      Pimp C P.A. Trill nigga   Polo fuck that Hilfiger   Made myself a ghetto star   On the slab, sippin' barre      Smokin' weed, sellin' white   Them other niggaz shit don't come back right   That's how niggaz get popped   Tryin' to get the cheaper price      Watch yo' paper, guard your life   'Cause most these niggaz ain't livin' right   Keep yo' pistol, fuck a fight   'Cause niggaz out here jack every night      I keep my mind on my money, nigga, fuck the fame   Big face hun'erds keepin' the game   Hittin' the corner in the candy thang   Sittin' on leather, grippin' the grain      Good weed, good drink, big money, we   Rollin' in somethin' foreign, I'm leather grippin' grain   I handle my business so I think   I deserve to get throwed, throwed      Well, I came in the door, I said it befo'   I never fuck a hoe without head no more   I never pull up in nuttin' less than a four   And I smoke cigars, it ain't just for the show      I'm blessed from the do' and known for my stidile   I send a nigga, baby mamma home with a smidile   You can have the bitch, nigga, I ain't sentimental   I smoke weed and freestyle over an instrumental      Been out, lived through the wicked streets of P.A.   Motherfuck the judge, prosecutor and the DA   Head to the H where the hoes will fuck three way   Two way, four way, anyway the Pro say      Never hear a hoe say, "No, I won't   No, I can't stop it and no, I don't"   'Cause a bitch know that I might just explode   And slap her in the face with a pie a la mode   'Cause a nigga gettin' throwed      Good weed, good drink, big money, we   Rollin' in somethin' foreign, I'm leather grippin' grain   I handle my business so I think   I deserve to get throwed, throwed      Good weed, good drink, big money, we   Rollin' in somethin' foreign, I'm leather grippin' grain   I handle my business so I think   I deserve to get throwed, throwed      You already know what it is, nigga   Snowman, 165 a piece, nigga USDA   I grind hard, grind hard and play harder, play hard   Break out the pot, heat up the water      Swear to God, the minivan do tricks   Hit the bricks hit the lions and wow, there go them bricks   Slide through the hood sittin' on some big wheels      Niggaz coppin' white and turn flips like cartwheels   Trapstar, my NexTel chirp all day   Ridin' dirty, three nines and a four way      Good weed, good drink, big money, we   Rollin' in somethin' foreign, I'm leather grippin' grain   I handle my business so I think   I deserve to get throwed, throwed      So far I'm tourin' on foreign land   Worldwide, I'm known for the Arm & Hammer   Murder the streets I'm a wanted man   But the flow's like dope so it's on again      Started with the block, hit it brick by brick   Then I charted with the ROC nigga, hit by hit   I'm retarded with the glock nigga, clip by clip   The competition is none, they deceased to exist      Let it breathe a little bit   He's off his rocker, he's a lil schitz'   Roll like a football, Hov' used to cook raw   Now I got the game sewn like granny's good shawl      Sure, y'all niggaz want war   Y'all got it backwards, y'all should want raw   Y'all should want more and more, and more, uhh      Good weed, good drink, big money, we   Rollin' in somethin' foreign, I'm leather grippin' grain   I handle my business so I think   I deserve to get throwed, throwed      Good weed, good drink, big money, we   Rollin' in somethin' foreign, I'm leather grippin' grain   I handle my business so I think   I deserve to get throwed, throwed