(feat. Baby, Scarface)    [Trick Daddy]  And the winner is, Trick Diesel  Facemob  My nigga Baby, ha ha  Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta    [Chorus]  You know me, 'T' double, you know I'm a G  Cuz I keeps it gangsta, gangsta, gangsta  gangsta, gangsta than a motherfucker  But it was like you, you a pussy nigga  But I keeps it gangsta, gangsta, gangsta  gangsta, gangsta than a motherfucker    [Trick Daddy]  Went to a eight ball from a dime piece  Ship dat, flip dat, bought a nine piece in five weeks  Shit lookin' good but I think slammin'  Me and my dawg passed up bought a block and a half  Sellin' O's or betta clockin a fag  Bout four, five slugs and we was bustin' they ass  Gotta keep my bread in a safe place  We up with my hitchens in undisclosed locations  Hey yo I got the llello, you got the money  Try nothin' funny and I don't buy dummies  Every ounce betta bounce back  And every brick that I break up  It all betta flake up  And when that shit hit the waters  Shit go to ballin'  That dope all betta fall in  I bought coke back on 84  Back when wood used to get them bricks from the Birdo  And when I hit him I want to hurt him  And on cutlass I wanna hit it  They ass gon' feel it    [Chorus]    [Baby]  Ay, ay, ay, ay  It's the kid wit the bricks taped up in the grill  Mmmm Hmmmm Cadillac that is  Wit that rag top bubbly E class burnin' rubber  You the number 1 stunna ma show a lil somthin'  Ay, ay roll a lil somethin'  Mmmm Hmmmm blow a lil somethin'  I got them thangs for a lil nothin'  If you got a lil money I'ma throw a lil somethin'  Bump this nigga  Mmmm Hmmmm fuck you nigga  We aint from 'round here dumpin' on niggas  But ay Trick Daddy battle up for this nigga  Well let me get to my hustle (hustle)  I got bricks, grams, and bundles (bundles)  I got ki's in the muffler  Birdman daddy CMB motherfucker    [Chorus]    [Scarface]  Face mob, right back at ya  With O's like cookies I flip like spatulas  99.9 of the time I'm on the grind  Bricked up and breakin' em down  I got to admit the dope game gravy  3 zippers balled up you bring back 80  You learn to swell you might see double  Remember you can't sell bubble  So here it is fool  I play the game where its no rules  Givin' you lessons from the old school  You don't get high off your own supply  And when a motherfucker cross you make sure he die  Make the next man know he got to think about the payback  This shit go deeper than me rapping or me say that  Ask my nigga Trick Daddy, ask my nigga Baby  Been like that since the early 80's    [Chorus]