I be the nigga representin' da south  
 Ba da de bow  
 We be luv  
 Slangin' dope  
 Sprayin' some  
 Hittin' licks  
 Fuckin' tricks  
  
 [Verse 1]  
 Speakin' of fuckin' tricks  
 Some of them suckin' dick  
 Even they stank is sick  
 You know who's hittin' licks  
 Gettin' wet  
 Frontin' 'bout a MD ballas  
 Strappin' up then tryin' to be shot callas  
 Servin' the hustlas  
 Born for the block  
 They might hit low so they tell us to cop  
 A cut, cut, cut and a chop, chop, chop  
 Bitches hittin' switches like a cha, cha, cha  
 Run for shop  
 We can't get robbed  
 Bitches gettin' high  
 So it's head, booty cop  
 Hoes suckin' dicks like lollipops  
 If a nigga slick robber  
 Then a nigga gettin' dropped  
 Whereva ya from do ya do it like ya do it  
 Cuz where we from we gonna do it like we do it  
 In my "A"  
 Representin' weak in dis  
 Catch a booty while i'm kickin' this  
 My nigga hittin' fronta this shit  
 I know, thought ya know  
 When ya hear reality flow  
 Plus I know dough  
 Spendin' chrome for the gold  
 Skee-lo ya know  
 Hot house smoke jo's  
 Grindin' ya know  
 Chorus (4x)  
  
 [Verse 2]  
 I've neva seen frontin' my advice  
 Fuck niggas betta think twice  
 A bama wit a dew shit ain't nuthin' nice  
 But 'cha niggas wanna do  
 I hunt yo ass like a gold sweaty liver headed jew  
 Gamblin' all my riches away  
 But that's ok  
 I can go rob for that shit the next day  
 Robbin' for bricks and ki's  
 Puttin' dealers on their knees  
 To survive ??? what a nigga need  
 Now I be  
 Jet mail like a rubber venom  
 And playaz hataz  
 I'm still spittin' slugs in 'em  
 Makin' money like Lutchie  
 Hustlin' for coochie  
 Tryin' ta make a million dollars livin' all in ???  
 Spittin' bricks like a gymnist  
 Gettin' dope from buyer Prez Clinton  
 Can't mop for the album  
 Shit we still got connections  
 If I go I still like to when i'm high  
 I thought I be stuck tryin' ta make fuckin' pigs fly  
 Get connected to my music like Tre to his basketball  
 Makin' sure ya rhyme in this industry  
 Another fall  
 If ya think this dream belongs to you  
 Never gone  
 Consider gone gamblin' wit this dude  
 So I started makin' lil' chump change  
 I still the same nigga ain't a damn thing changed  
  
 Bridge (2x)  
 Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga  
 Haha, Luc Duc fo' tha 99 to the 2009  
 Let's ride, let's ride  
 One to tha one to tha one check two  
 Hit 'em on tha mic  
 Nigga stir me like stew  
 Lil' Cross says fuck you and your crew  
 Eight six nigga like a stick in that dude  
 I'm tha same, balla balla  
 Bless your chain, balla balla  
 I don't stop until I'm high  
 I'ma smoke until I die  
 Ride  
  
 Chorus (4x