We gone do it like this
From the A-T-L
All the way down to the 305 MIA
Cocaine capital, ni**a
Yeah, the Boyz N Da Hood

The bizness is bitches
The pussy I keep in my pocket
The ni**as keep watchin`
They know I`ll be rockin` my watches

G`s keep knockin`
They know I`ll be shootin` to spot `em
The Boyz N Da Hood
Strictly distribute the product

My ni**as get slizzard
I`m smokin` and chillin` in Pradas
F**k a 9 to 5
We gone just do what we gotta

I`m in the Chevy thang
Everything runnin` is proper
Don`t come to close
`Cuz I`m subject to [Incomprehensible] my chopper

We in the streets, in the streets
Who got the weed, got the weed
I got a couple keys
Wanna eat, f**k wit me

You don`t want to see me pissed off, yeah
F**k until my dicks off, Boyz N Da Hood
Ni**a, this is riff ruff

Now I rock a lot of ice `cuz I`m keepin` it slum
Six lugs at the bottom, lockin`, keep `em in tone
Crack rock cocaine, what we keep where I`m from
You don`t believe me, ni**a, come and see where I`m from

Keep 2 or 3 heaters dug deep in my bum
The police tryin` to keep the concrete on my palm
But I got s**t to do
And I got bricks to move, okay

But y`all are playin` for 4 mil
You can get for 2 ni**a and try to play me dude
And I`m gone put yo ass in some baby shoes
And I don`t mean the ones that your babies use

I know I talk about my ni**as a lot
But I shoot too
Give me something to nut up about
And watch me shoot you

I woke about 6 in the mornin`
Gotta get paid, f**k moanin` and groanin`
Hit the block, get the truck rollin`, rollin`
By the night time our pockets is swollen, swollen

I woke about 6 in the mornin`
Gotta get paid, f**k moanin` and groanin`
Hit the block, get the truck rollin`, rollin`
By the night time our pockets is swollen, swollen

From dust to dawn, we stay posted up in project homes
Keep a plastic tone, y`all want it bring it on
We`ll creep up in yo home, hangin` by yo bitches thongs
Say you`s a gorilla, say what happened to King Kong

We real play makers and this is not ESPN
Welcome to the gutter, now watch the s**t fest begin
Ain`t no f**kin` Jack Triple but I`m bakin` cakes
Plus my cakes triple, what that f** makes

F**kin` just to stay awake, makin` sure I never stumble
Granted till my bank statement look like social security numbers
Call us cookie monsters, makin` cookie ni**as crumble
Catch a double digit jersey number if you fumble

I`m gone tote the poll lock and load
Shoot till you hear that bow
Take my time, speak my mind like I`m [Incomprehensible]
Got a country slang, baby, you can tell, ain`t it

You can kill too, a lot of us got them feds at us
Still keep a stankin` kitchen
`Cuz in the midst of the caine
On the way, the crack smell durin` the intermission

Triple beam hand held hanksty
Got some caine stain colored on the finger nail
Chrome black dished back up til I [Incomprehensible]
Saw him walk a thin line but it`s not a fat red

I`m gone rap for these packed heads
Gats crack, sells sex and blacks that want to stack mils
Smokin` on the purple stack
Runnin` in yo house ramblin` wondering where the work is at

Hoes in the third, still hollerin` where the purses at
Phone in Atlanta, ring the family where they murked at
6:45 am, life`s great, got the bacon soda
I`m cookin` pancakes, that`s right

Where I`m from ni**a, I`m the man
Take him out, break him down like a lap dance
I ain`t playin`, I got hella choppers
Call my partnas then they got helicopters, that`s right
Just like my old job but a lil` different, what

I used to work at churches chicken
But now I cook my chicken to my own kitchen
A kitchen fork and a glass pocket
Try to rob if you want get ya ass shot

I woke about 6 in the mornin`
Gotta get paid, f**k moanin` and groanin`
Hit the block, get the truck rollin`, rollin`
By the night time our pockets is swollen, swollen

I woke about 6 in the mornin`
Gotta get paid, f**k moanin` and groanin`
Hit the block, get the truck rollin`, rollin`
By the night time our pockets is swollen, swollen