[Intro]
[Verse 1: Webbie]
Now I grew up around triggers, but it wasn't the triggers
It was niggas huggin' the triggers that was bustin' the heads
And I grew up around chickens, but it wasn't the chickens
It was niggas flippin' the chickens that was duckin' the feds
And I show up with a chopper, and it won't be the chopper
It'll be me bustin' the chopper that have them runnin' & scared
And I send ya to the doctor, and the doctor can try
But don't blame the doctor cause your bitch ass dead I ain't never scared mane
I been out chea I'mma be out chea you come out chea and you see me out chea
Hooked up with Bun B out chea, now we tryin' to get Pimp C out chea
Webbie mane ya know whatsup Young Savage don't give a fuck
23's on every truck cause me and my niggas blowed up
Grew up around licks, but it wasn't the licks
It was niggas hittin' the licks that was makin' the bread
I grew up around bitches, but it wasn't the bitches
It was niggas pimpin' the bitches that was gettin' ahead
[Hook: Webbie & Bun B] x2
Now hold up (hold up)
Rough and rugged we grew up as soldiers (soldiers)
Tell me how you think you gone control us (control us)
I got partners with big choppers and all I gotta' holla' is load up (load up)
[Verse 2: Webbie]
I'm tellin' ya now don't play no games cause I be on some gangsta shit
Swing ya corner creep up on ya let it loose and stank you bitches
Bet ya coward asses gettin' scared now ain't you bitches
See how ya want be hoes so bend over let me spank ya bitches
Perpetratin' boy listen, them choppers get to dumpin' and penetratin' them chests'
And the way they got me feelin' no sense in wearing vests'
I'm straight up blessin' niggas I ain't even askin' questions
Shit nigga for what?
I don't believe in askin' questions, I'mma nigga with guts
And for I let a nigga play me I jones for a buck
Close range with a .380
Leave his ass leakin' while he shakin' on the pavement
Beat'em down like a white man durin' slavery
Leave'em crying for his fuckin' mama like a baby
Ol' cushion ass nigga
Actin' like a bitch and make me whoop yo ass nigga
Get your mind right ol' pussy ass nigga
[Verse 1: Webbie]
Now I grew up around triggers, but it wasn't the triggers
It was niggas huggin' the triggers that was bustin' the heads
And I grew up around chickens, but it wasn't the chickens
It was niggas flippin' the chickens that was duckin' the feds
And I show up with a chopper, and it won't be the chopper
It'll be me bustin' the chopper that have them runnin' & scared
And I send ya to the doctor, and the doctor can try
But don't blame the doctor cause your bitch ass dead I ain't never scared mane
I been out chea I'mma be out chea you come out chea and you see me out chea
Hooked up with Bun B out chea, now we tryin' to get Pimp C out chea
Webbie mane ya know whatsup Young Savage don't give a fuck
23's on every truck cause me and my niggas blowed up
Grew up around licks, but it wasn't the licks
It was niggas hittin' the licks that was makin' the bread
I grew up around bitches, but it wasn't the bitches
It was niggas pimpin' the bitches that was gettin' ahead
[Hook: Webbie & Bun B] x2
Now hold up (hold up)
Rough and rugged we grew up as soldiers (soldiers)
Tell me how you think you gone control us (control us)
I got partners with big choppers and all I gotta' holla' is load up (load up)
[Verse 2: Webbie]
I'm tellin' ya now don't play no games cause I be on some gangsta shit
Swing ya corner creep up on ya let it loose and stank you bitches
Bet ya coward asses gettin' scared now ain't you bitches
See how ya want be hoes so bend over let me spank ya bitches
Perpetratin' boy listen, them choppers get to dumpin' and penetratin' them chests'
And the way they got me feelin' no sense in wearing vests'
I'm straight up blessin' niggas I ain't even askin' questions
Shit nigga for what?
I don't believe in askin' questions, I'mma nigga with guts
And for I let a nigga play me I jones for a buck
Close range with a .380
Leave his ass leakin' while he shakin' on the pavement
Beat'em down like a white man durin' slavery
Leave'em crying for his fuckin' mama like a baby
Ol' cushion ass nigga
Actin' like a bitch and make me whoop yo ass nigga
Get your mind right ol' pussy ass nigga
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