[Intro - Three 6 Mafia - talking] Yes sir (yes sir) Chamillionaire (Chamillitary mayne) Bun B (Bun B) It's goin down (it's goin down, I know ya mad) Yes
is it black american express cuz if it aint u need to step ya game up rookie man who u callin a rookie get up out my car uh i was jus playin baby you
It cost to be a boss but you ain't got enough Now get ya swagger up, now get ya swagger up Now get ya swagger up, now get ya swagger up What you know
we can go up in the air and go play wanna go play and stay here and love me everyday [CHORUS] [Bun B] now theres a stranger in my house and my bed fucking up
'all hit me It's a grand shame that you niggaz come from it But can't walk through it, what is it? I thought you knew it It was the streets, nigga, my
I fly 'til it's gone If you know me, then you know I'm a fool If you know me, then you know I'll punish you if you fuck with the dude If you know me,
[T.I. talking] Aye, aye Bun who did this man? So me and you got, T.I.P., Killer Mike, Lil Jon, and Bun B So that's the King of the South.. the Underground
just sit 'cause if ya sit cha hit, if ya split cha split If you die, you die Take it ten for one, wave bye-bye wave bye-bye You done took mine, I'ma
fire flame Put me on the track and I'm a really let a motherfucker feel it When I do it, how I do it, what I do If a nigga really want to test (Come and
Press 3 if you accept the charges, if not hang up To my cousin Darren Ranch, stay up homie To my brother Chris Butler, stay up homie If you locked in
185 In the hood and you know they can't catch me And if you see me chilling you can stop me But I keep that glock, 40 up on the dashboard You never
up nigga Catch me spinnin', you can tell I was there 'Cause I clocked smoke when I was finished I seen five-o, and man he tried to sweat me Thinkin' he
the way we ball [Hook- Perion] If it don't shine it ain't me Sit on less than 20 inch rims it ain't me Pocket filled w/ less than a grand It ain't me
when ain't nobody know me My game was regional like the ? Marion, Kobe Teach me how to Dougie, come here little man, show me Clutching on his momma leg, remind me of the old me
was a trill ass nigga never came at me prod Man I was talkin to Playa G just the other night He told me about this nigga that was talkin about me shife
I don't wanna see another hurricane Baby you can kill the pain If you just let me explain Trust me I know what I'm sayin' You will end up on the track
me explain Trust me I know what I'm sayin' You will end up on the track of an oncoming train Stuck in the passenger seat Travlin' through the fast lane [Bun B
York like Stoudemire You think your hot, well I'm on fire The money wash up and I'm tryna dry it If a new car drops, then I'm tryna buy it Cam front,
