Outro Lyrics

Yeah, they ain't show me love, them suckas hate it on me

Bitch, I'm winning now, Pour Gatorade on me I really had that white girl, dog food in

the kitchen It was like Martha watchin, Snoop Dogg cooking

Boy, my stomach growling, growling, growling like a challenger

The llama had me limping, it was f**king my balance up

John Brown M 1911 See, I was on point with that .357, boy, I

Squeeze it slow Cylinder, spitting like a marigold, I'm bout

That If you knew Geneva kids, you wouldn't doubt that

Studio apartment, that's the watchin all the

Cookers Watching reruns, we was, hanging with Mr. Cooper

See, you was a store runner, hmm, we had them different missions

That's the type of job that I gave to them bitches

Oh, bitch, nigga, nina go both ways, she a switch hitter

I put in all the work, I'm a house and a field, nigga

Holdin' my nose, watchin' bitches unboofin' those bundles

I'm Tarzan, boy, I was raised in the jungle In the back room, Lord knows I never crumble

You niggas be tellin' that I don't get that Yeah, I know the muffin man, but I won't tell

You where he live at You suckas is cowards, I'll bury you under

a rose bush Now you forever givin' me flowers

Sucka-ass nigga, I'ma talk to them

Bitches love me, gap-tooth and all, I don't need a dentist

My boys ride man, you can die here, I am a menace

Fiends pop eyes when they smoke the pipe, no spinach

And I had that white too, like a Epps Joke

You ever woke up in the trap, filled with crack smoke

That's the worst, it ain't about no money, we don't converse

My alias had an alias, cause the plugs be rattin

And I'm cool with them stick, them kids don't let me catch you lackin

Im bout my paper first, yeah, like a drive-thru

When I was booked for that strap, I was bitchin

I had my time too, plug gave me 35, 28 grams

Thats almost a brick, nigga, sittin' in that cell

I was sick, nigga, you know the fiends f**k with you

Wen they start callin you, nephew, they call everyone big bro

So don't you feel special, I been hustlin' since

Beepers two ways, hogging pay phones

Beama with the car phones, before we had the cell phones