Yea, uh huh

Fuck them niggas, fuck them niggas

Sucka ass nigga

Slap yo nose off yo face (fuck them niggas)

[Verse 1 - t.i.]

Look, I'm big time nigga

Ya'll too small to me

And I don't dig ya'll niggas

So stop callin' me

This ain't a peace sign bitch

It mean two to ya head

You know I'm quick to hit ya patna in the chest with the choppa

And ya boo in the leg

Still reppin' a town nigga

Center hill what's up

Zone 1 bank head nigga

Tote a gun and you better vest up

You know my nigga quick to hit a nigga chick

Quick to hit a lick, quick to run a check up

Dope boy we the best of nigga

Raise techs up nigga

Try to check us try me

I'm a bust his head quick fast ricky bobby

Ask his patna what the fuck he wanna do about it nada

Huslte gang bang green all about a doller

Better hold her hand if you give a shit about her

When you bring her round me, all I know

I'm a get some head right before I go

Gotta problem we can handle this shit off top

Got the thing let it pop

Cool as a cough drop

100 on the watch ball and a decade in

None of my niggas fightin' less the rest came in

Was a trial defendant sitting till the check came in

100 of them 21 run it do it again

I ain't got no co-defendant just my family and friends

And a trunk full of chopper rifles, handles and pins

Loaded down in an old brown buick sedan

Lookin' for it on the way to alabama again

[Hook - t.i.]

On everything I love nigga put it on something

Put it on doe

Nigga put it on something

Put it on phil

Nigga put it on something

Put it on doe

(I'll) put it on something

Put it on phil

(I'll) put it on doe (nigga put it on doe)

(I'll) put it on phil (nigga put it on phil)

Nigga put it on doe, nigga put it on doe

Pussy nigga I'm trill

[Verse 2 - trae the truth]

King of the streets graduated from the bottom

All red whip looking like somebody shot em

Still up in the hood with a sack and a pack

40 cal fully loaded, never leaving here without him

Real niggas extinct, feelin' like somebody got em

But I know I got to do it for the team hustle gang nigga

If you disrespect that

I black the lac

Hop out the back

No flack and do my thing nigga

Rappin' or not just know ain't nothing changed nigga

It still a get ugly you get up in my range nigga

Hustle gang asshole I'm the same nigga

That got that fire ain't no way to kill the flame nigga

On god, I put it on crip

I put it on screw, I put it on pat

I put it on pimp, I put it on hawk

Gotta do it like a g, I know they never coming back

Word to mamma c, I'm trill with it for life

If I can do it again, I come back and do it twice

I don't give a fuck about nothing to be precise

Have bullets running through a nigga crib like they was mice

Pussy nigga got me 38 like I'm a spice

You don't wanna see the truth pissed off

I'll shut a whole neighborhood down

One light that's green, you'll know when shit kick off nigga

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - t.i]

Run up on a nigga what it hittin' for?

Point blank, left his brain on the window

Had the chain, had a stain on my timbos

Insane in the brain, gone mental

Catch me riding in a range rover rental

With some bad bitches wanna chill like a mento

Now here's a mental memento you didn't know

You can fit a bird times 12 in sorentos

Kill go to ... drop it on they ass like I didn't have a deal

Still in the trap, keep it real like madea

[Hook]