Hey, what's up my nigga  Check this out you been listenin' for awhile  Why don't you tell these niggas  What they really thinkin' about  When be wrappin' this mail    [Verse 1]  Turn my mail, I talk to rappers when I touch down  I'ma go by me a check with my bitches welfare check  And if I hurt her feelings who gives a fuck  I'm out for myself, bout to make me a smooth cover  I keep it on the under in a closet on the hush hush  On my way to victories downtown surplus  To get a blend aqua windbreaker  To match blue latchin' vendeta  Scadalism, that's what I'm majorin' in  Yeah, murderism I'm doin' niggas in  So give up the ghost my nigga  Remember me, I used to be your main nigga  But fuck ya, I'm jealous and I hate ya fuckin' guts  I got it in me cause ya clockin' do-do bucks  Break yourself, makin' quarters, ladies rings, chains  I'll take that cartridge out and set it on the range  Prepare for the jack if ya sellin' coke  As long as I got me a strap nigga, I'm never broke    As long as I got me a strap, I'm never broke    [Verse 2]  Got the nigga car at the mall on bricks  Beat strip, beat tip fucked him like a bitch  I'm that nigga to hate playas  A playa hater starvin' like Somalia  You got some yo-yo  Cause I'm right back chokin' again  Chokin' mo' now before I did when I went in  Tomorrow I got to go take a piss test for real  I'm tryin' to clean out my system with stay clean and golden seals  But I'm gon' be late, I'm on vacation  Because it's too early for me to go back on a violation  Fuck my P.O. I need some M-O  N-E-Y so I can get high and kick in this nigga's door  It's four in the morning I'm on a mission peep  The best time to catch a nigga in his sleep  Wake ya ass motherfucker I know ya rich  Tell me where the fuck is yours, I'ma bust ya bitch  Do dick in ya greasel I tie him up  And made him watch me poke her, I'm never broke    Do dick in ya greasel I tie him up  Then I made him watch me poke her, I'm never broke  I'm never broke    [Verse 3]  Baby crevice was tight like a pair of vice grips  I looked at pop and said "You must got a lil' dick"  Havin' shame he was cryin' like a toddler  Nigga couldn't stand here baby scream and holler  I said "You got one mo' time nigga where is the minl"  He said "It's in the den right corner, top vent"  Folks remember that I'm scandalous and anti-fuckless  I carry diseases such as herpes and nut pluckers  Nutted in the bitch, kissed her on her lips  Made her get up and suck a little dick  The bitch had her some play though  Ya know she deep throat my big ol'  I dropped my strap like a sucker would  She said "How does it feel" I said "Good"  She said "You know this ain't the way to mix business with pleasure"  I said "I know this ain't the weather to make miserable pleasure"  You know this ain't the weather to mix business and pleasure  Shit, she tried to bite off my pecker  Helped rex loose, I hangin' juice  And after juice you beggin' for this shit  Like you gon' knock it out better  Picked up my tech up off the ground  Pistol whipped, tied up sittin' down  I need a black screwdriver but a butter knife will do  To the vent I went to collect all my due  Struck out the side of boss game steward  Hopped in my hoo-ride made a left on Newark  Through the dark alleys black this black that  As long as I got me a strap look I'm never broke, yeah    I'm never broke    [Talking]  Oh I see  So what you're saying is a girl  Is something like an investment  Keep your revenues up to par  And all you need is a strap    Precisely that's how motherfuckers make them fat lick-backs  See I'm way respected in the rap industry  Cause I skip, spit that real-life type shit  Feel it, so let's hustle up the true motherfuckers  Apart from the tarp  And the motherfuckin' good from the not huh