[Verse 1]   Uh, c'mon, uh, yo, yo   Niggas they drug her up like liquid   How she dish shit   Man, woman, boy and girl got addicted   Damn she flipped it, when gone they missed it   Been on cuz, they can't stop her climb   Nigga you digs it?   Want that, Well you can keep that   Cuz other bitches out there wack but you can't see that   E-V is top notch, I had to spot watch   To make sure I made it mine   Cuz you can't cock block, came up   Fucked the game up   Now your record sales is weak but you can't blame us   Cuz none can tame us, the game'll never drain us   Cuz we gon' stop your shine   And it remains us   It's all good, you takin everything sweet   But it's the problems and the pressure that they can't see   I'm tryin to make a quick flip   Nigga can you dig this?   Shit is real, make a mil forever be that rich bitch      [CHORUS:]   Where my niggas at? (WHAT)   Where my thugs at? (WHAT)   Where my niggas gettin stacks?   You know where we at   Now where my bitches at? (WHAT)   Where my hoes at? (WHAT)   Where my bitches chasin stacks?   You know where we at      [Verse 2]   Uh, yo   They callin me a savage   Cuz I gotta have it   I aint work this hard not to ball and live lavish   And let some clown take my shine like I aint workin overtime   I refuse to fuck up, and lose my place I got in line, huh   Bitch please   Erased your name with ease   And it was nothin, caught you stuntin got no room to breathe   Only into big things   All day spit game   Tryin to put my people up on paper before shit change   I be up, late night   Tryin to get my papes right   After every show, I gotta go, I got a late flight   Thought they had us figure out   Cuz we pullin figures out   Not that bitch, who is she and what's that nigga Swizz about?   Questions start to come about   Thought my time was runnin out   But never cuz I'm better under pressure, guess you figured out   Stop all the dumb shit   I came to run shit   Think I'm leaving, not at all I'm havin to much fun shee-it      [CHORUS]      [Verse 3]   Uh, yo   Y'all niggas must be buggin out   The industry we dug it out   We always keep it gangsta we change what y'all be talkin' bout   Some get away with bullshit   But they the ones who drown quick   Back on the block, hustlin, scrapin money up to buy a brick   Too late, cuz it's over now   I done shut this whole shit down   Yeah it's me again, you outta touch bitch, fix your frown   C'mon! C'mon! Uh! Uh! What! What! C'mon!   BOUNCE [30X]      [CHORUS]