You know I ride for my mother f*ckin niggas.
Most likely imma die with my finger on the trigga.
They tell me dont get high, and I should try to make a living.
I tell em imma hustler and I'd rather make killin.
CHYEAHHH IM BACKKK!.
So Check Out My New Page.
Ill Be On Everydayy Now.
But Yeahh Check The Myspace.
www.myspace.com/wekeepitkali
Mhm. Still Gettin $$M.O.N.E.Y$$
x[[JE$$Y]]x
Once again its on, yea I'm back in the booth.
Stand at the top like a tac in the roof.
Still on these hoes like a mack in a suit.
Still on my toes not a crack in my shoe.
Rappers talkin about me but I don't give a hoot.
These niggas still lyin I'm the muthafukin truth.
Talk tough till I knock off your kuff.
And I own my team, I'm like a Maloof.
They hatin on me I'm just tryin to be weezy.
Just like young jeezy in lambobingghini.
Smoked out my mind baby and now I'm seein threebies.
Dope boy fresh from my fitted to my DC.
All red so these hoes know who we be
We B's Bloods we B's
Pop pop flow yea ya'll niggas sweet peas
Gettin high on a yacht call it see me
