Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
C.M.L.
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Donald Oliver
Composer
Lyrics
What else? On the dead homies, nigga
I'll put you wit' yo' dead homies, nigga
What else? I got bread on me, nigga
You the type of nigga put the feds on me, nigga
What else? Lil' nigga, you a clown
We knock niggas down, we put suckas in the ground
What else? My young niggas wildin'
If a nigga jump fowl, get to knockin' out the crowd
What else?
I'm an old pro, nigga
King of the city, Where's Waldo, nigga
(What else?) I'm with the click-clack, nigga
He got his shit back off of them diss tracks, nigga
(What else?) Where yo' chain at, nigga?
Slide through that storm, get yo chain back, nigga
(What else?) I know you hate that, nigga
Turn that sucka shit off, we don't play that, nigga
(What else?) Get yo' payback, nigga
This-a 580 bands, this a Maybach, nigga
(What else?) I stay strapped, nigga
Shoot up every house that you stay at, nigga
(What else?) Nigga, holla if you hear me
Chain on my neck cost more than a Bentley
(What else?) The hood gettin' sticky
Heavyweight Hank, ain't no nigga fuck wit' me
(What else?) (Shut yo' cap ass up)
(Everybody know you told, shut yo' rat ass up)
(What else?) And sit yo' fake ass down
'Cause loyal ass niggas sit yo' snake ass down
(What else?) Free that nigga Lick
Top 30 boys makin' five times six
(What else?)
You a certified snitch, you a certified bitch, all we do is tag hits
(What else?) I'm a G Mob nigga
I been strippin' seconds out they Reebok's, nigga
(What else?) Get yo' head bust, nigga
Dewey comin' home, keep yo' head up, nigga
(What else?) Don't fold, don't bend
They send me to the pen, but I took it on the chin
(What else?) I'm beefin' with the bro
I'ma pay you if you kill him, nigga, keep it on the low
(What else?) You a big hoe, nigga
Yo' bitch bouncin' on me like a 6-4, nigga
(What else?) You better get low, nigga
'Cause we'll down you and yo' big bro, nigga
(What else?) It's on, on sight
Strapped up shorty in the jets all night
(What else?) I'll take a nigga life
Get yo' helmet knocked off, talkin' bout he gon' fight
(What else?) I'm a motherfuckin' P
When yo' nigga go to sleep, bitch, meet me down the street
(What else?) I ain't never had nothin'
Now I'm feelin' like a kid, he been ridin' round stuntin'
(What else?) I'm a broke bitch killer
Streets unlocked, I'm the motherfuckin' nigga
(What else?) This bitch in the zone
Twerkin' off molly, pussy bussin' out a thong
What else? Free that nigga Lil Rugar
Team full of shooters and the street's like a scooter
(What else?) I'm cooler than a cooler
Bum ass nigga, you a certified loser
(What else?) I'm really outside
Poppin' bottles wit' the guys 'cause the sucka just died
(What else?) We them niggas havin' 'motion
Heavyweight Hank got the bitch wide open
(What else?) I'm the motherfuckin' shit
Richard Millie on my wrist worth 55 bricks
(What else?) I'm lookin' like a lick
Nine diamond chains make a broke nigga sick
(What else?) My bankroll fat
Bitch, you a cat, you in love wit' a rat
(What else?) This club too packed
I'm from South Sac-Iraq, we put suckas on a flag
(What else?) My bankroll 'lone
I'm always outside, I ain't never go home
(What else?) Say, baby, I'm a thug
I was locked up with the Crips and the Bloods
(What else?)
Writer(s): Donald Oliver
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