Yeah, uh, yeah   I like the way that sound   Now      Check, n**** ya feelin' like a frog in a jump   One weed will bring you from the bottom the trunk   From the trunk to the dump   I'ma rain on 'em, put the chump a slump      Like a rib shot   That's what the customers want   Don't cha, this ain't the typical story   Therefore I don't fall in the category      I'm cool calm and collective   You con'in a Lexus   Blew chronic for breakfast   It match with the necklace      Nines only down til' the rats wanna check this   Reckless, born treacherous warn specialist   Especially if you rest next to me   N**** come testin' me, you get the gun recipe      These old n****z want the new born sound   Actin' like they don't know who holdin' New York down   Yeah, I used to buy Nick's, ten years later now   I'm super-fly slick without a roof on my whip, s***      I sip a hundred proof til' I'm ripped   And wave at the haters who got a root canal sick   Tell n****z 'Like to make a scene' so the llama's close   That kind of s*** don't fly like mumma jokes      So they got 'em long-short, Old kinda toast   More out of left s***, trailers all around the coast   To places you get around by boat, I get a pound I smoke   I put 'em down them dope      I'm real scope when I pass the block, I make traffic stop   A prodigal wave thing that make the apple rot   This apple jacks, be long before the platinum plaques   The Pro Tools and the wax      Take a step back 'fore you catch a contact   The flows like an M-16 with an arm-strap   I'ma bomb on n****z until they can't bomb back   The Hiroshima demeanor, microphone crack      All of s*** changed since a came   A lot came 'round here, f***in' up the game   Therefore I ain't servin' nothin' but the pain   You playin', I'm hungry than a mahf***er' mayn'      Rob a store 'fore you walk around poor   'Cause you ain't gettin' nothin' from me, you grown more   You fuelin' up the fire when you hate   So I'ma lean on ya' til' you make a mistake, I can't wait      Until the curtains close   It's just me and Tony, in them purple O's   Indoor overload, drive like I own the roads   These n****z is p*** that's why my shoulders cold      M by the toted bow, I'm ridin' filthy in the Beamer   'Cause I can have Lamina Calina bring to a mister meaner   You drown in deep water, any n**** around come   From the street corner, where you need your heat on ya      I'm on the climb while my next CD climbs South side   Greedy Dine, red wine, DB9, NYPD grind   Why? It ain't an easy grind   A n**** try to get mine, I'ma feed him nine      And it's graffiti time, n****az sprayin' ya mural   For try'na by a motherf***in' hero   I'm fresh, fly and flashy, best guy if you ask me   Jet by on the nasty, n**** you in a taxi      All of s*** changed since a came   A lot came 'round here, f***in' up the game   Therefore I ain't servin' nothin' but the pain   You playin', I'm hungry than a mahf***er' mayn'      Rob a store 'fore you walk around poor   'Cause you ain't gettin' nothin' from me, you grown more   You fuelin' up the fire when you hate   So I'ma lean on ya' til' you make a mistake, I can't wait      Ha, ha, yeah, uh   G-Unit   Raw