Wake Up

That's what you niggas better do before you can't
We ain't playin', we'll lay a nigga down so he can't
And you niggas in the game better
Before we come bangin' them hammers and none of y'all can't
That's what you niggas better do before you can't
We ain't playin', we'll lay a nigga down so he can't
And you niggas in the game better
Before we come bangin' them hammers and none of y'all can't

Fall back, let me do my numbers
Next year gon' be my summer
Swear to God I'm ready for all you sick haters
I got my cake up
And I'll lay a nigga down so he can't
I ain't playin', I gotta make it, ya gotta hate it
Number one draft pick spot is mine, I gotta take it
Dudes wonder where he get his flow from
How he spit so hot when his chain is frozen
How he get this far with no help from no one
'Cause I'll lay a nigga down so he can't
If you real, come and dap me, homie
You can't jack me, homie
'Cause when the MAC clap, blast ya homies
I'm dead real, I'm not a rapper, homie
I'm a gangsta tryna get more paper than Shaq and Kobe
That black gat'll leave ya back all holey
Leave you relaxed and cozy, I'm that homie
Now you definitely can't

That's what you niggas better do before you can't
We ain't playin', we'll lay a nigga down so he can't
And you niggas in the game better
Before we come bangin' them hammers and none of y'all can't
That's what you niggas better do before you can't
We ain't playin', we'll lay a nigga down so he can't
And you niggas in the game better
Before we come bangin' them hammers and none of y'all can't

I'm back, playa, I'm dealin' with new money (Bia)
Figured out how to counterfeit the new twenty (Yeah)
Old time friends are startin' to move funny
Nah, move from me, the deuce-deuce is hungry
The trey-pound is starvin', find me, nigga
Or get it all in your tumor, Armani, nigga
Fam, that's a muffled gat with a beam
Two triggers, one gun, I'll show you what double back means
They tell me the beef's on, so do you
Just know that these bullets don't go through you (Damn)
Cops find that, it's either brawl or run (Why?)
Because it's straight fed time if you get caught with one
They got me on the front page of the local paper
I got overseas bread (What), they workin' with local paper
I'm still spendin' old school paper
And it's quite clear that only the locals ate ya
Chyeah

That's what you niggas better do before you can't
We ain't playin', we'll lay a nigga down so he can't
And you niggas in the game better
Before we come bangin' them hammers and none of y'all can't
That's what you niggas better do before you can't
We ain't playin', we'll lay a nigga down so he can't
And you niggas in the game better
Before we come bangin' them hammers and none of y'all can't

Look, homie, I'm back on my G's, homie
I'm packin' my piece, homie, the back of my jeans holey
I'm good 'cause the fiends know me, got crack in the streets, homie
We clappin' that heat, homie, the fact that the D's know me
You rats'll sneeze on me, my jacket'll squeeze on me
The back of the P's on me, I'm stackin' my cheese, homie
I stick with my team, homie, that sticky, that green on me
That blicky, that beam on me, I'm dickin' ya queen, homie, huh?
None of you strangers wanna move out here
'Cause every gangsta know we shoot out here
We the truth out here
Knock ya boots and ya tooth out here
Then we flame every booth out here
None of my troops is scared
We pop nines at niggas who drop dimes
My niggas'll drop bombs
It's killin-you-dot-com
We deeper than Pac rhymes and, nigga, we got shine
You thinkin' of stoppin' mine, you hearin' that cock bombin'

That's what you niggas better do before you can't
We ain't playin', we'll lay a nigga down so he can't
And you niggas in the game better
Before we come bangin' them hammers and none of y'all can't
That's what you niggas better do before you can't
We ain't playin', we'll lay a nigga down so he can't
And you niggas in the game better
Before we come bangin' them hammers and none of y'all can't