Uh   Y'all ready?   Y'all ready?   That's right      Holla if you real and you know you a G   Holla deep in these streets when you pumpin' that D   Holla in your hoods screamin' fuck police   Holla you keep a gun and you bust for beef   Holla if you real and you know you a G   Holla deep in these streets when you pumpin' that D   Holla be in your hoods screamin' fuck police   Holla you keep a gun and you bust a beef      Niggas say I'm focused now, they know that's my style   But dogg, I'm on the block with that coke and a smile   I still got the crack heads ID   And they know, I collect for the first and fifteenth   I still take cabs to that capsule spot   For them 31 illusions and them purple tops   And the game ain't change, niggas is taught different   I'm raised off one rule, never get caught slippin'      That's why I eat, sleep, shit with my gat   Bag up, take a piss, fuck a bitch with my gat   And I done sold it all from crack to marijuana   You can't deny it, I'm in hoods like Tom Warner   Beat cop, take away, I keep my shit   They don't know I deliver off the beeps I get   And you snitch ass niggas wanna peep my shit   But I'ma show you how deep into these streets I get      Holla if you real and you know you a G   Holla deep in these streets when you pumpin' that D   Holla in your hoods screamin' fuck police   Holla you keep a gun and you bust for beef   Holla if you real and you know you a G   Holla deep in these streets when you pumpin' that D   Holla be in your hoods screamin' fuck police   Holla you keep a gun and you bust a beef   Holla      See what this game made, and of age I came   And you up and coming rappers know you young to this game   I went from Marcy to Hollywood, I'm back again   I don't need no applaud, to clap again   Let alone, no award, from rap to win   Talk drama, get yourself wrapped up in   Severe head trauma, get beat with the nine lime a   Cut your hand off if you fuckin' with my product      That slayed shit, I'm on the grave shift   We all know fucked up money don't pay rent   You short with my ones, you short one thumb   You can't, come up short where the fuck I'm from   We got dues to pay, new tools to spray   Who's to say, Bleek won't make news today   You know the ooze'll spray if you refuse to pay   And I move the yae nigga day by day      Holla if you real and you know you a G   Holla deep in these streets when you pumpin' that D   Holla in your hoods screamin' fuck police   Holla you keep a gun and you bust for beef   Holla if you real and you know you a G   Holla deep in these streets when you pumpin' that D   Holla be in your hoods screamin' fuck police   Holla you keep a gun and you bust a beef      Holla, holla, holla, holla, holla