作曲 : Bulter, Freeman, Sakari ...

Everybody rapping like they ballin and they rich

I see 'em in the streets,

I ain't believing they sh*t

Every-everybody rapping like they ballin and they rich

I see 'em in the streets,

I ain't believing they sh*t

Every-everybody rapping like they ballin and they rich

I see 'em in the streets,

I ain't believing they sh*t

If they diamonds ain't shinin and they rollin

K steel While

I'm grippin on the grain, sippin lean, and poppin pills

Every...

Check one two, one two, b**ch!

I see your lips quivering but

I don't hear nothing!

Knalmtalkinbout!?

Man these niggaz is

Mr. Magoo man

Uh!!!

Everybody wanna be on some"Superfly" sh*t (sh*t!)

But I'm the closest thang to

Priest that you gon' see b**ch!

I'ma pretty yellow ni**a, keep my finger on the trigger (trigger!)

Y'all know the scope,

Polo F**K

HILFIGER! (f**k Hilfiger!)

I see you niggaz on the slab, ya jewelry lookin funny (uh!)

Y'all ain't seeing no rap or no +

Dirty Money+ (Dirty Money!)

I be in the streets lettin my nuts hang (hang!)

Boys wanna 'bang bang', ni**a it ain't no main thang (main thang!)

Coward niggaz makin death threats (death threats!)

I leave ya p**sy and ya chest wet (wet!)

I ride around in

P.A. one deep in a

Bentley (uh!)

B**ch if you 'bout it, come and f**k with me (f**k with me!)

But b**ch you better bring an arsenal (uh!)

Because if you miss me you ain't gon' make it to the hospital! (b**ch!)

And if ya hit me, they gon' kill ya family

P**sy ni**a ain't gon' win, b**ch do you overstand me?

Everybody actin like they ballin in this b**ch

Until a ni**a get up outta the drop and simply fallin on that

Benz 83's,

I'ma swang a swanger, with ice the price of a house

And I'm the truth, muthaf**k the rest, look at this 30 in my mouth

You in the presence of a playa, keep yo' cool 'cause

I might go off

When I hop out, suicide roaring

Gators, f**kin yo' toes off

And I walk with a attitude like,"F**k them niggaz, they can't see me"

I guess they love to ride my dick 'cause they watchin me like

I'm TV While these niggaz out here rapping and capping 'bout what they got or be the reason they get punched in the mouth and ran off the block

I ain't gotta say

I'm ballin, b**ch you see it on my wrist

Grippin grain,

VVS on my fist and these haters pissed

They ice don't even shine like the watch that

I got Then again they never seen the size of the rocks that

I got Now getcha mind right, ni**a you a simp

Real recognize trill, so

I'm f**kin with the

Piiimmmppp!!!

I ain't believing that... knalmtalkinbout, let's handle business baby!

Yeah... grippin on the grain (you know what it is!)

Geyeah!! You ain't the truth and

I'm talkin to you, ya jewelry sho' actin funny

Get it appraised for less than me when

I'm wearin no ice ya dummy!

Better not think ya thinkin of ballin 'cause ya showed up at

Johnny Wrappin them hundreds on top of ones like it's a whole bunch of money

My golds white and sunny, you equivalent with"it depends"

Whether or not you knows the seventy thousand dollar difference

Fix ya lens, getcha spend, ya game been up and still pretend that ya spend, dividends, don't pretend that yo' whip's a

Benz You talkin 'bout they slang and even got no thang

Niggaz be talkin 'bout they swang and even got no swangs

Spent my broad, leave a complaint,

I ain't gon' charge her to the game

Tellin that hoe to release a

Visa, then

I'ma charge her for a ring

Me and Pimp be ridin candy 'llac, that's a

Cadillac my ni**a, matter fact

And I sold it to 'em, plus he had a track

So he grabbed the deck and then he added that

Them boys was frontin like they had the stacks

So my ni**a told me that they had the

Jag I picked the phone up and

I handled that

That's multi-jewelry, let 'em have it back