(Chorus)  Who knows why we won't stop  It goes on and on and on....  Who knows why we won't stop  (Nobody move nobody make a sound)  It goes on and on and on....    Hey My Partna got this way wit his toungue  He told ya boy give me tha money wait right here til I'm done  And made bomb  When we get ya we gon' floss like stars  From buyin outfits to everybody drinks at Charles  We got them cars Black Range Rover wit bars  Big Beama AMG kit with them stars  Bro we hard  Like when everybody buck at tha park  Them girls be screamin   Ya'll don't wanna make them start   When we say Shhhh!   They be quiet  When we say jump,   They say when  When I say get out my face don't preach   They do it right then  It ain't no mystery my partnas know I'm gangsta as Hell  Bustin raps but so first I got some dank ta sell.  Four mo bails   Three mo blocks two mo owes  Ay everybody ridin gatorbacks and rims got chrome  All the cribs got gates and all the Kids wear Nikes  And ain't nobody girl trippin cause we'll cut of the lights    (Chorus)    Lets hit tha club  Hate ta be a lamppost   This tha night we get it tight and see who clockin the most  Just bailed in off them dangerous streets  Fresh off a Lick 5 G's a piece  Me and my favorite gangsta partna did good this mornin   We get love from Decatur cause we run this Point   It felt good bro runnin off wit all that dough  Man I had that nigga lay it down feel it for sho   Suckas flexin n' flauntin they gonna buck what they wanna  When police look we ask em what tha fuck they want  We some high school drop-outs wit high class jobs  Gettin weight from outta state  And tell em we got robbed  Calhoun Jeans brand new ride pockets fat  3 level condos wit a hustle ta match     (CHORUS)    Boi it's time ta beat the sac man Tha last one I'm burntThats why me and my  gangsta partna,Boots?Be dirty from all the workThat we put inNigga got cut up  firstThen I stood in   We takin it back to reverse 8's  Ya'll Niggas thought we couldn't  I'm talkin bout that old school shit  From the Swats  Get so fiery from the Gentlemens club and  Cheapinin out ya crops  Nigga Don't Stop  Magic City right around the block   And You know the (?????) on the camps   And SouthernPlayalistic drop  But I think I'm gonna catch the crib  Gotta get up in the mornin and fix some breakfast for my kid  And I did boy sho as my name is Dwayne but it ain't  My gangsta partna pulled some young bitches at tha skating rink  Don't let them niggas smoke up the dank  He said nigga what you thank   Your gangsta partna turnin cake    (CHORUS to fade)