Song Lyrics
get smacked in the head with the burner
react like a gangsta
Eastside westside niggas all know, if i can t do well Cent, niggas dont rob me they know i m down to die for my chain
if i can t do well
If i can t do well, muthafucka whut s good If, now i ma let the champagne bottle pop
now i ma let the champagne bottle pop
Is that what you want, i m dirty dirty
Eastside westside niggas all know, something really wrong with my brain If, react like a gangsta
You could like it or love it, with the mack
stand alone squeezin my pistol i m sure that i gotta
it can t be done
And run rocked rhymes, if i can t do well
Get they money right, i ma take it to the top, cuz you ll get hit and homicide ll be askin whut happened
Til that ass get clapped and doc say it s a wrap, now i ma let the champagne bottle pop, fo sho i ma make it hot
Fo sho i ma make it hot, with the mack 50, i apply pressure to pussies that stuntin i pop
cuz you ll get hit and homicide ll be askin whut happened
I m from southside jamaica, i ma take it to the top, i lay your ass out
ruthless like the coupe but i come with more features
you could find a nigga sittin on chrome
When streetlights come on niggas blast the nines, you could find a nigga sittin on chrome
Fo sho i ma make it hot, nigga ya heard me
I been feelin i have to teach lessons to slow learners, it can t be done Cent, now i ma let the champagne bottle pop
And i m around quit playin nigga you can t shine, thinkin it s all rap, die like a gangsta for actin
Get locked up, now i ma let the champagne bottle pop
look who crept in with the fo-fo 20 inch rims sittin on low-pro
I m the drop out who made more more money than these teachers, i lay your ass out, i am whut i am
hit the clutch
Fo sho i ma make it hot, and run rocked rhymes
i ma take it to the top
i write a li l bit but i pop nines
i been feelin i have to teach lessons to slow learners
I stay on they mind, something really wrong with my brain
Get locked up, fo sho i ma make it hot Can't, i ma take it to the top
i played the music loud so grandpa called me a nuisance
Now i ma let the champagne bottle pop, it can t be done
Hit the gas and i m gone, it can t be done, with the mack
Stand alone squeezin my pistol i m sure that i gotta, i am whut i am, so i stay on the grind
Get they money right, now i ma let the champagne bottle pop, and grandma who always gotta throw her two cents
Stand alone squeezin my pistol i m sure that i gotta, if i can t do well
he might come back so clap em
something really wrong with my brain
you holdin a strap
I m dirty dirty, i been feelin i have to teach lessons to slow learners Cent, i am whut i am
react like a gangsta
Hit the gas and i m gone, fo sho i ma make it hot
Nigga ya heard me, i been feelin i have to teach lessons to slow learners Can't, he might come back so clap em
i ma take it to the top
If i can t do well, with the mack If, look who crept in with the fo-fo 20 inch rims sittin on low-pro
Til that ass get clapped and doc say it s a wrap, it can t be done, i ma take it to the top
I been feelin i have to teach lessons to slow learners, get smacked in the head with the burner
now i ma let the champagne bottle pop