Chilly chill It's gangsta, turn the music up, uh, ch'eah Yeah, we back on that gangsta, gangsta shit Shit, they just wanna play the motherfuckin' game
a snitch I got my mind right, money right, ready for war 'Memph Bleek Is', yeah, I told you before I got the streets locked, Bleek hot as before You
I'm gonna get all types of scans And rap the logo on all types of vans, motherfucker [chorus 2x] [jay-z] Yea man, it's young hova Coolin out, young memph bleek
't stop 'til they wrap me up Gat be tucked, heat gon' back me up R.O.C. Bleek come on nigga, back me up Yeah yo, aiyyo Memph the young God, boss of this
All my fans askin' me an' shit "Yo, Bleek, what you be doin' On your spare time an' shit?" This what I do man, check how I do, yo I gets high, rollin
boxer See Bleek in the hardtop Boxer down in 'Frisco poppin' my collars Smoke champelly, all black Impala 3 Wheelin', Hennessey spillin' Fuck the world, that's how Bleek
R O C, Memph Bleek Jigga man, Missy, Twista, Sho' nuff Yeah, yo Don't get mad at me, I don't love 'em I fuck 'em I don't chase 'em I duck 'em, I replace
Like y'all built like that Y'all niggas betta pick up a basketball, or somethin' Y'all niggas ain't ready for this shit If a nigga know the Memph I ain
your bitch on my nuts and I push two trucks You niggas out here gone do what? Nothing but talk about it You niggas ain't bout it, bout it You see bleek
a drink in the air let 'em know you still thuggin' Ay, yo back woods rollin', rap you can't hold 'em ROC gear matchin' crews Bleek is chillin', Murda
shit goes down I'm with the robberies, holdin' banks up This pretty young thing gonna keep it gangsta what? Uh huh yeah, Amil lion wha what? Amil lion, Memph
's been heartache and pain In my life there's been heartache and pain I'm still that regular, cetera cat, from the street Thuggin' it, lovin' my life as memph bleek
to get in New York Get it through customs, Bleek ain't tryin' to get caught But get this, the fifth will get you support Not that help, that life situation get short Gettin' with ma, Bleek
and hot slugs Street scholar keep firing is what they tell me Money, drugs and hot slugs, R O C Money, drugs and hot slugs You know, know, know, know, you know Bleek
got her rollin' the weed Hydro eyes low on our way to the p's Ya'll know I go I be nervy than deez Niggas who scheme, niggas who be tryin' to get Bleek
Yeah, I mean, M.A.D.E, no mob shit Money, Attitude, Direction, and Education Some real shit Think about my hood one time, my hood, it's trippin' Thinkin
Uh yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah Know what it sound like (It's the Roc nigga) Heard (Uh-huh, uh) Don't be scared now niggaz (Round here, round here) We know
future, you gotta respect it An' I'm from the M to the A to the R C Y So many niggaz be hatin', they don't want me to ride But, you see Bleek just livin