{Let's do it} Okay, Jazze

We in the mother***ing building, dip set bitch

I heard my man T I was the mother***ing king in the south

Well you know, I'm the the mother***ing prince of the city

You already know, Santana

And when the king and the prince get together

It's nothing but royalty, roll the mat out

So we going to get down like this

Yeah Now if I ain't a gangsta, then who is? You is?

Truth is, you ain't, I am, who this clown ass nigga?

I'm a straight led spitter, straight bread getter

Up north hustler with a bank head nigga, now bounce

That's just Jazze on the beat again

Tappin' on machines again, it's cracking threw your speakers in

That's what it sounds like, when I'm in the south right

Put it down, put it round, bouncing threw your town like

Uh bang first, play second, aim first, prey second

Make dirt, day Heaven I'm a crack baller, straight sevens mack holder

Spray seven at your back soldier

I walk through the club like everybody pussy

Yeah T.I. with me snatching everybody cookies

The fifth on me case, anybody push me

Let it fly, let it fly, like everybody push me

Stop frontin' like you bang head nigga

Till you bang head, whether real bang head nigga

T.I. we fly, we ride, we bang, you die, mother***er Yo, yo, hey, hey, hey, hey

My pimp squad, *** nigga, now what?

Dip set, *** nigga, now what?

The west side, *** nigga, now what?

East side, *** nigga, now what?

Harlem world, *** nigga, now what?

Bank head *** nigga, now what?

My A-town, *** nigga, now what?

My N.Y. *** nigga, now what? Let me see you in the trap, with a scrap

You talk *** pussy, nigga getting slapped

I get a couple kids, turn them into crack

And listen them so we could count the by the hundred stacks '99

So if you need word, then holla right back

I could sell it for cheap, 'cause I got it like that

White T-shirts and A-town hats

Got them super clean [Incomprehensible] with dubs on that Hey! First nigga put my name in a rap

Getting robbed on the spot, at hard getting shot

I give a *** about your squad or your block

Hit 13, had it hard on the block

And first thing, first start with a glock

Then step it up to choppers, gauges, then eleven mack 10s

Now you're fully equipped to stretch niggaz, like who?

Like them P S see and dip set niggaz Hey, hey

My pimp squad, *** nigga, now what?

Dip set, *** nigga, now what?

The west side, *** nigga, now what?

East side *** nigga, now what?

Harlem world, *** nigga, now what?

Bank head, *** nigga, now what?

My A-town, *** nigga, now what?

My N.Y. *** nigga, now what? Now what? Now stunt, nigga pop your trunk, now front

I'm holding two, now what, big guns with me, big gun pissy

When it come to these bitches, man I'm dirtier then the south is

Squirtin' it in your mouth bitch, yeah back curtin', back squirtin'

New stick, gat squirtin', yeah nigga, that's curtains

Hold up, we senseless, make you throw up your breakfast

Me and T.I. hold the connection Me and Santana from Harlem to Atlanta

The Cocaine managers, hoe brain damager

I'd be god damned, if a nigga won't cock hammers

And split their bandanas, on niggaz with bad manners

You wanna kill me, you willing to ride to hell with me

Seven shot revolver, I'm taking my shells with me

You don't want no trouble with no niggaz like us

Try me, I'll *** your whole life up

To the group of haters that don't like us

Dip set, *** nigga, now what? Hey, hey, hey, hey

My pimp squad, *** nigga, now what?

Dip set, *** nigga, now what?

The west, side *** nigga, now what?

East side, *** nigga, now what?

Harlem world, *** nigga, now what?

Bank head, *** nigga, now what?

My A-town, *** nigga, now what?

My N.Y. *** nigga, now what?