[Intro:]
Telephone rings... This is Haystak... wat up dude...
What'chall gonna do... naw just stay with them broads man...
Y'all in the jacuzzi huh...naw, naw, Imanna rhyme... but go
Ahead y'all have a good time... Hangs up... Cha'
I ain't got no time to fuck off money laid up in the hot tub
Cuz where I'm from time flies by like hot subs
Cops love to pull you over 'n' search your shit
Call a female officer to come 'n' search your bitch
You can't trust neara' motha' fucker to know where you live
Cuz your frien's turn to your foes
Bullets holes in the crib
It's a trip, how the tables have turned
From bein' broke, to spendin' money like you had paper to burn
You haters gonna learn what most players already know
Need to worry 'bout ya own hoes, worry 'bout ya own doe
Windows break, gun blasts echo
Swore revenge on 'em, now you just can't let go
Gotta chip on your shoulder, I know how ya feel
Pushed over the edge, yous a killa for real
I bet you sleep with yo' steel
Ready to let it rang out
Enemies catch ya slippin' they gonna blow ya brains out
[Chorus:]
"Listen," "Listen,"
"What the fuck, you can't handle it?"
"Listen," "Listen,"
"What the fuck you gonna do?"
"Listen," "Listen,"
"Can't you recognize game?"
"Listen," "Listen,"
"Video survalience, unit one
We are monitoring the suspect,"
Telephone rings... This is Haystak... wat up dude...
What'chall gonna do... naw just stay with them broads man...
Y'all in the jacuzzi huh...naw, naw, Imanna rhyme... but go
Ahead y'all have a good time... Hangs up... Cha'
I ain't got no time to fuck off money laid up in the hot tub
Cuz where I'm from time flies by like hot subs
Cops love to pull you over 'n' search your shit
Call a female officer to come 'n' search your bitch
You can't trust neara' motha' fucker to know where you live
Cuz your frien's turn to your foes
Bullets holes in the crib
It's a trip, how the tables have turned
From bein' broke, to spendin' money like you had paper to burn
You haters gonna learn what most players already know
Need to worry 'bout ya own hoes, worry 'bout ya own doe
Windows break, gun blasts echo
Swore revenge on 'em, now you just can't let go
Gotta chip on your shoulder, I know how ya feel
Pushed over the edge, yous a killa for real
I bet you sleep with yo' steel
Ready to let it rang out
Enemies catch ya slippin' they gonna blow ya brains out
[Chorus:]
"Listen," "Listen,"
"What the fuck, you can't handle it?"
"Listen," "Listen,"
"What the fuck you gonna do?"
"Listen," "Listen,"
"Can't you recognize game?"
"Listen," "Listen,"
"Video survalience, unit one
We are monitoring the suspect,"
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