Ayo Devine drop that daddy
Ooh weee lets get it popping daddy
Uh yea lets get it popping mommy
Uh yea lets get it popping daddy
Uh yea lets get it popping mommy
Ayo the moral of the story is
We all can't be gloriest
Some of us still on our grind
That's why I walk wit this chrome 9
'Fore who ever want to cross this line Devine
Ayo Sheek on the street again they know the big man is back
But niggaz still don't want to get down wit the heat again
You see me posting on the block see these bitches on my cock
Seeing you jumping out the drop somebody light up
I ain't f**king wit you homey you ain't smoking you don't know me
You can eat from my dutch I'mma f**k 'em right up
You can catch me all Nelly in the blue red dully
Half crip half blood n***a west side
But you can catch me in New York on stage on the block
Or even visiting my niggaz in the cage lets ride
Its something to do lacking the fool packing a 2 OK n***a
Me and my niggaz on our New York sh*t
Me and my niggaz on our West Coast sh*t
Me and my niggaz on our down south sh*t
Yes Midwest Bay Area
Me and my niggaz on our New York sh*t
Me and my niggaz on our West Coast sh*t
Me and my niggaz on our down South sh*t
Yes Midwest Bay Area
When niggaz see me in the street they be like there go double o again
He got the 357 set and he 'bout to let it go again
Switching up this flow again grinding up for that dough again
Your mans in that set trip I'm 'bout to put a hole in him
Hands up plus lip let me see ya'll niggaz bang
Hit a n***a in his head make 'em come about this chain
Homey I'm the best at this sh*t
I'm the don wit a black mark about to tag up on this sh*t
That niggaz perping ya'll ain't seen no bricks
We moving grinding on a new city getting jacked sucking ain't no d**k
And you can show if it ain't no purp b
Our buns be color of pookey lips when they gave 'em that turkey
Been a long time coming but my time is due
Everything is crystal clear but the shines is blue
Caught away seats in the gray CL
Wit so many weight in the trunk
If you don't chop it the brick scale n***a
Me and my niggaz on our New York sh*t
Me and my niggaz on our West Coast sh*t
Me and my niggaz on our down South sh*t
Yes Midwest Bay Area
Me and my niggaz on our New York sh*t
Me and my niggaz on our West Coast sh*t
Me and my niggaz on our down south sh*t
Yes Midwest Bay Area
Ayo me and my young boy
Remind me of my self in early days sort of like a young hoy
Now I'm puffin in the Phantom out in St Croix
Blue water two bitches and peep a toy
But don't play it sweet the heat is in the cooler
And the cooler got no bait for lunch meat
You done f**k see the morgue
You ain't f**king wit me dawg
Ayo hood you ready bark at your fawg
Ayo I'm 'bout coastal G
But I'm 'bout to east coast back where it 'pose to be
D Block got the streets in a zip lock
And we busting off 'em hammers
Like we don't give a f**k 'bout hip hop
So who wanna get popped just give me the word
It won't be occasion when I hit his ass wit this bird
Leave his ass on the curve
So you can put that yach on 'em
I'mma make this drug related and leave some crack on 'em
Me and my niggaz on our New York sh*t
Me and my niggaz on our West Coast sh*t
Me and my niggaz on our down South sh*t
Yes Midwest Bay Area
Me and my niggaz on our New York sh*t
Me and my niggaz on our West Coast sh*t
Me and my niggaz on our down South sh*t
Yes Midwest Bay Area
