I got my hand on my damn cock And i coped a gun so big it could probubly kill handcock I aint a rat, me talkin to the damn cops Is like lewis fericon eatin hamhocks Imma gorilla but im slicker than a damn fox Been cool since pre-school playin in the sand box Imma hustla i used to hand tha gram na' I can stand on the corner sellin gram after gram ha' And no im not from japan ha' It just look like its asian in me Cuz i keep the hasian in me I been in jail, i got a couple 100 dayz in me But i still keep the ak and the razor wit me I ball hard so other ballers is afraid to stick me Cuz if i get fouled ill probubly shoot the teck And you can be the next nigga ill shoot to def I wild-out,but if i foul out ill shoot the ref Im happy when im in the coupe' but the roof depressed Cuz i always put them down the trunk is where i put them now I got doe, ever since 0 put a pound in my hand I been the man, you should put the crown on my dome Im on the phone havin conference callz wit millionare "yeah" looked What i accomplished ya'll And i aint tryna take a life i got a contience ya'll Plus the cops send you ^ north like the compass ya'll I was 17 living out in yanker ya'll Signed to ruffriders wit a flow that was bonkers ya'll I can even lie, you can bmy, you can ask swiss too, sb and kiss too You can ask dmx, the female pitt 2 and they'll let you know All the battles i had to get threw You can ask dragon sheek about how i had to eat Thousands of muffuckaz, yup, man i had the streets But aint no money in battlin' And i had to eat I can spit reckless but i had to make a hit record And now i make hit record after hit record and i make Chicks get naked like this check it I juss lick my lips on some ll shit And make em' laugh on some david chappelle shit And they be on some lets go to the hotel shit And i give em' hard dick on some just got out of jail shit The innocent man, been in the can And i neva made a statement never been on the stand And its all about the benjamins man...real talk And you dude cant walk in my timbalands man And m y sneeks dont fit you the streets dont fuck wit you And i sip champain And i throw back shots And smoke pot the color of a apple jacks box I rap but i sold crack rocks And had the block jumpin like the frogs on the honey smacks box You digg em"....body bags!!!!!!!!!