[Styles P and Akon talking]   What up Jon (testing one, two, three)    What up Kon (convict music)    Lets go (can you believe it?)       [Verse 1]    Fresh white tee (fresh)    Fresh car walls (fresh)    Summertime hood niggaz look like stars (look like stars)    Lewellery drip, fresh white airs (frsh white airs)    Mummy shake it up keep your ass right there (ohh can you believe it?)    My man got liquor and my cups right here (I got my cup)    I can smell smoke pass the dutch right here (pass that dutch)    Nigga pass that, Capri pants with the waist cut off    I wanna smash that (ohh can you believe it?)    Party ran pack, mingling baby    And I can LL shake, you jingling baby    Back your ass up, I'm a start tingling baby    We can have more fun if wiggling baby (yea can you believe it?)    P hit the club with a dutch and a dub with it    Nigga don't cuff it if you ain't in love with it    Matter fact let the grub get it    Please don't hate cause at least you can say you was with it       [Chorus]   Can you believe it?    Get a break and get off the streets    Clear my mind from the shit I see    In a world full of smoke    Contact from the weed    Thats when it really bond on me    I'm a be here for life    I ain't never gonna leave    The ghetto is all that I know    It's just another day in the hood my nigga playing back trying get this dough    Yellin out ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh    All up in the club and you know how we roll    Squad deep like ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh    Bad little bitches with their booty on score trying to beat like    Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh    Know your ass feel it cause its outta control    Let me hear you say ohhhhhhhhhhhhh    Let me hear you say ohhhhhhhh ohhhhh    Can you believe it?       [Verse 2]    Big ass truck (big new truck), brand new rims    Tank top yankee (tank top yankee), tanned out Tims    Bracelet, chain, fronts popped in (fronts popped in)    New tattoos, new black shoes (hey can you believe it?)    Gucci, hermes, do that too (do that too)    Wanna feel the breeze get a new black coupe    Nigga drop the top, come through the hood    Put a hundred on your three or your foul line shot    (ohhh ohhh ohhhhhh can you believe it?)    Lending outfits all on the bus (all of us on the bus)    Cause none of us could see a summer without trips (none of us can see it)    Mad hoops so the little boys might bark at you    But they all act good if the hood bothers you       [Chorus]       [Verse 3]    Basketball tournaments, pitbull pups    Ladies in the club poring Chris in cups    Niggaz in the jail calling home on the phone (they locked up)    But you still trying to act like ain't shit enough (and now can you believe it?)    Mad sieves in the park, mad fights in the park    Niggaz talk how they run every night from the narcs    Aside from the light to the dark (light to the dark)    Then the dark to the light    I wanna smoke but I could search for my life       [Verse 4]    Can you believe it? I done spent ten again    Watching her bend again, dancing for many men    Tell me have ever though about getting in (have you ever thought)    A room full of convicts and D Block militants (D block militants)    We'll show you the time of your life (time of your life)    You can occupy my passenger side (come on girl)    Introduce you to the street life    Watch you fall in love after just one night    Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh all up in the club    And you know how we roll, squad deep like ohhhhhhhhhhhh    Bad little bitches with their booty on score    Trying to beat like ohhhhhhhhhh    Know your ass feel it cause its outta control    Let me hear you say ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh    Let me hear you say ohhhhhhhh ohhhhh    Can you believe it?       [Styles P and Akon talking]   Can you believe It? (Can you believe it?)    Lil Jon, Akon, S.P. the Ghost    Feel what we trying to do (Can you believe it?)    Can you believe it?