[Intro: Los] Zero It's Los Gotta be a believer baby Let's go [Chorus: Chris Notez] Oh-oh, ey-ey And they ain't sayin nothin If they ain't talkin money to me I hear alot of chit chatter But my pockets gettin fatter So you know it sound funny to me I'm makin haters bow down to the boss I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause Oh-oh, ey-ey I'm makin haters bow down to the boss I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause How bout a round of applause? Oh-oh, ay-ay, ey-ay Oh-oh, ey-ay, ey-ay [Verse 1: Los] Okay, welcome to my world, bitch We be on that thorough shit And you be on that girl You be-you be on that girl shit Welcome to my block hoe Don't nobody bias Don't nobody know karate nigga You know what that glock for Gotta be a better way Gotta be a different route Gotta get my figures up Gotta get my niggas out Y'all should pull a Snickers out I think I'm a be a while Money make a nigga happy And I think I need a smile So much on my little mind So much in so little time Nobody solidified me I stuck to my little grind Now I'm in that big body Sittin on them big wheels Lil fella, big dreams Nigga, I'm a big deal [Chorus: Chris Notez] Oh-oh, ey-ey And they ain't sayin nothin If they ain't talkin money to me I hear alot of chit chatter But my pockets gettin fatter So you know it sound funny to me I'm makin haters bow down to the boss I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause Oh-oh, ey-ey I'm makin haters bow down to the boss I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause How bout a round of applause? Oh-oh, ay-ay, ey-ay Oh-oh, ey-ay, ey-ay [Verse 2: Los] Okay, cook it til it bubble up Whip it til it double up Rock it, chop it, bag it, flip it Nigga, just don't fuck it up Struggle with a passion You wanna go and get it Just be humble in your actions And hustle til it happens Yeah, what kinda question does the fear raise? No questions, it's Maybachs in my near days Versaci shades, and ocean beach from my staircase And you just standin there with a scared face And if I fall, so what? I'm so with it I get up like a go-getta and go get it Yeah, they gotta give it to me one time Made it thru the rainy days I'm ready for my sunshine [Chorus: Chris Notez] Oh-oh, ey-ey And they ain't sayin nothin If they ain't talkin money to me I keep alot of chicks chatter From my pockets gettin fatter So you know it sound funny to me I'm makin haters bow down to the boss I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause Oh-oh, ey-ey I'm makin haters bow down to the boss I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause How bout a round of applause? [Verse 3: Los] Flashbacks, gun shots, caution tape Best friends and relatives who haunts his fate Double crosses, setbacks, let downs Feelin corned, closed in, shut down Hard times, long days, late nights We fall down then get up and take flight Yeah, this for all the ones that never get a chance I can't wait to kick it with you Promise we gon' sit and laugh Promise we gon' joke about The times that we didn't have All my peoples with a dream Just don't let your vision pass Those who never gave the time Say they wanna know you now Wasn't round when shit was tough They just wanna slow you down Homie, what I owe you now? I see where we all stand How you gon' take credit for Something that was in God's plans? If you real I salute ya Born to make history, nigga I'm the future [Chorus: Chris Notez] Oh-oh, ey-ey And they ain't sayin nothin If they ain't talkin money to me I hear alot of chit chatter But my pockets gettin fatter So you know it sound funny to me I'm makin haters bow down to the boss I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause Oh-oh, ey-ey I'm makin haters bow down to the boss I'm a rider and I'm down for the cause How bout a round of applause?