Now What (Explicit)

Uh they call me g h e t t o ni**a

Uh uh I'm back on that bullshit

Ha ha who could f**k around huh uh

I bet you look at things from a different perspective

When you see the size of the slugs

The fifth or the tech get

A couple'll lift a detective and make sure the legs

That he used to walked with is defective

All you niggas do is sit on blocks and jive

About who's the baddest b**ch and if pac's alive

Ni**a I'm in a aqua five with a button

That make the roof flip back like pocket knives

I can't knock ya drive you feelin' like rocky

Till you get a beatin' like he got in rocky 5

The squad'll still hold toast and get these b**ches

To open they legs wider than a field goal post

Broke niggas don't wanna stand my grind so they knock it

Think my jeans got mickey d's signs on my pockets

The hydro combined with the chocolate have ya eyes

Lookin' like the tall dude who signed with the rockets

The flow is so sick sooner or later

These niggas gonna need barf bags bigger than golf bags

The coke get flew on planes monthly and cops search me

For weapons harder than they do in hussein country

And any chick that get a view of the chain wit me

I guess that's what jay meant by chain reactions

B**ch it's nothin' to thumb off some notes

F**k a dealer I get 'em when

They come off the boat f**ka

Yeah ghetto fab ni**a uh uh street family

Uh pay attention y'all please uh yeah

The love fab hate fab I don't care

Send ya clothes with the check or I don't wear

Huh yeah uh uh yeah

Street dreams the mixtape huh yeah

Let's get this money y'all

Let's get this money y'all uh uh uh uhm