I'm Straight feat. BG,Young Jeezy

歌詞

You can keep the car the clothes the money and the hoes Just gimme a couple of O's drop me off at the sto' And I'm straaaiiiggghhhttt hey shawty I'm straaaiiiggghhhttt Hey you can keep the dancers and the boppers the plexers and the poppers Let me fill up my Impala boy holla at my partners And I'm straaaiiiggghhhttt hey shawty I'm straaaiiiggghhhttt I gotta couple of V's wit' the kits MPV's on my wrist A lot of glamour and glit's but shawty I don't need that My beginnin' was a humble one a hustler I'ma son of one Taught me how to number run I went from that to number one Had a hundred ones I bought a slab flipped another one Sold my little three-eighty east and said I need another gun The littlest in the trap and gotta pack of ice and bubble gum Junkies hatin' on my stacks sayin' I'm nuttin but a young Buck niggaz say What Then he see me raise up Just wanna see the little boy wit' nuts exchange old niggaz whole face soon 'Cause I spray the nigga's whole face up wet the nigga from the waist up They try you once and you pull a fall and then tell 'em shaw' don't play wit 'em I'm fourteen in the dope game and don't care of catchin' no case bruh You can sell to me that's intentionally another nigga that it's too late for Hey wait bruh bet any nigga came from that Who lose it all the day I bet he say he changed from that Hey you can keep the game and the fame the haters and the lames Just gimme some cocaine and some wood I can slang And I'm straaaiiiggghhhttt hey shawty I'm straaaiiiggghhhttt Hey you can keep the clones and the clowns the throne and the crown Well-known in the town that I'm holdin' it down So I'm straaaiiiggghhhttt hey shawty I'm straaaiiiggghhhttt Okay now now when I spit it I spit it how I live it Every verse I ever gave ya it was fact, nothin' fiction I'ma Livin' Legend no stuntin' no reppin' You can check my track record I'm highly respected I'ma gangsta in the game go ask Lil' Wayne Ask Judge Johnson how many times he saw my face For pistol here pistol there violation here violation here Betta ask Rank I ran the jail when I was there I held it down where-ever I go When I'm in the A wit' the King or in Detroit in the snow I'ma pro whether it's movin' snow or movin' 'dro That's between me and you I can get it for the low But that's nuttin everybody say they gotta story Mine on Larry King theirs is on Maury At the end of the day it seems to won't go away I guarantee The Heart of the Streetz that you pray You can keep the car the clothes the money and the hoes Just gimme a couple of O's drop me off at the sto' And I'm straaaiiiggghhhttt hey shawty I'm straaaiiiggghhhttt Hey you can keep the dancers and the boppers the plexers and the poppers Let me fill up my Impala boy holla at my partners And I'm straaaiiiggghhhttt hey shawty I'm straaaiiiggghhhttt Snowman bitch (bitch) I ride two-seaters (vroom) It's a cold world so I keep two heaters (geyeah) I'm straaaiiiggghhhttt you betta ask somebody (body) Matter fact nigga you can just ask me (me) A little over aggressive yeah I just might be But half the niggaz in the hood just like me (damn) You wonder why a nigga talk eight balls all day You should try standin' around wit' eight balls all day (YEEEAAAHHH) Somebody pray for me I don't know nothin' else (AYE) Why should I help you when you ain't tryin' to help yourself I came in this game fresh out the streets (yeah) Who you kiddin' nigga I put my life on these beats (YEAH) Fuck bein' broke this a reality check (check) While you mad at ya girl ya betta check reality (AHAH) Gotta crawl 'fore you walk you gotta think before you talk Damn right they gon' hate (geyeah) 'cause them niggaz aren't Hey you can keep the game and the fame the haters and the lames Just gimme some cocaine and some wood I can slang And I'm straaaiiiggghhhttt hey shawty I'm straaaiiiggghhhttt Hey you can keep the clones and the clowns the throne and the crown Well-known in the town that I'm holdin' it down So I'm straaaiiiggghhhttt hey shawty I'm straaaiiiggghhhttt <♪> Say what it do Young Pimp C know what I'm talkin 'bout Yeah, nigga want me to speak on some king shit know what I'm sayin' On the cool y'know young nigga T.I. jumped out there said he was the king of the south He ruffled a whole lotta niggaz' feathers But niggaz didn't really understand what the nigga was talkin 'bout Y'know and uh so everybody had it twisted but me I understood from the get go That what the nigga was tryin' to put in these motherfuckin' stupid ass niggaz' faces Was the fact that it's a whole bunch of kings down here And as long as you takin' care of yo' business and doin' king shit you a king What these niggaz shoulda been tryin' to do was tryin' to get close to the nigga And get some understandin' about the type of game He was tryin' to put in these motherfuckin' niggaz' ear holes Understand what I'm sayin' So I'm layin' back I'm watchin' the game from the sideline Know what I'm talkin 'bout And I'm seein' all these ol' pussy ass niggaz out here Talkin 'bout they this and they that but they really ain't doin' nothin 'Cause they motherfuckin' paper ain't right When I see them in the street they diamonds fake Know what I'm talkin 'bout They shit ain't cut right ya shit ain't right Shit cloudy and chipped up know what I'm talkin 'bout And them niggaz talkin 'bout they trill niggaz Don't even know what the motherfuckin' word mean Know what I'm talkin 'bout This comin' from the O.G. style trill Know what I'm talkin 'bout Not these ol' fake ass niggaz Tryin' to come on the scene later on and tryin' to take glory for some shit Some other niggaz paid dues for know what I'm talkin 'bout So this is what is we bringin' Georgia and Texas together All you ol' BITCH ASS NIGGAS that ain't down wit' the play Move on to the side all you old school rappers like 'Pac say You niggaz flabby lookin' like Larry Holmes BACK YO' BITCH ASS UP And and, and, and move around for the South 'Cause it's our time to shine know what I'm talkin 'bout Now let's do this shit