(D-Elite.. state your naaaame, gangsta!)
[Tre' Little]
C'mon, Tre' Little don status, hold my dick
Say ya label push the date back, now that's what you get
I came in this game like it's more than rap (c'mon)
Dog, I'm tryin to destroy the salary cap
The Source is happy we came six covers, it's covered
That'll last about May, June, well into the summer
Why talk about different colors for various Coupes
Shit green, fart blue, ooh clever you
Help me ma, I'll take a shot at any one of y'alls
Got mami droppin drawers before the first phone call
We some gangstas, study the "Ten Crack Commandments"
Stay +Big+, and worship "Hail Mary", that's how we live
Lay low good guys, catch you with a hook I
Know why you lie, ya crew ain't quite like mine
Spit it like ooh my, these labels like ooh my
(State your naaaame, gangsta!)
[Cha Cha]
It's the C-H-A, say it with me niggas
Cha Cha Cha, y'all Cha Cha Cha
You cannot lie or deny these niggas ain't rah-rah
Put the barrel on the bridge of your nose and turn you cock-eyed
Steppin to us not wise, told you how to get live
Go in depth best with the finger next to the index
Such threats expect five guys, five tecs
Make they gats all sing in unison like a quintet
They don't say whodi, son, dunn, or young'n
You can owe 'em and say hi and they greet you like "Hey guy"
Whattup though Nickel, Jah, Tre', X, and Cut Throat
My brethrens all veterans all throwin up sevens
When we rock hits to the sky throw 'em up to the heavens
Us and crews clash no more, we built the Rapport
Me and Royce here to restore what we were buildin before
So add a million sold or more is when I get at you whores, uh-huh
[Tre' Little]
C'mon, Tre' Little don status, hold my dick
Say ya label push the date back, now that's what you get
I came in this game like it's more than rap (c'mon)
Dog, I'm tryin to destroy the salary cap
The Source is happy we came six covers, it's covered
That'll last about May, June, well into the summer
Why talk about different colors for various Coupes
Shit green, fart blue, ooh clever you
Help me ma, I'll take a shot at any one of y'alls
Got mami droppin drawers before the first phone call
We some gangstas, study the "Ten Crack Commandments"
Stay +Big+, and worship "Hail Mary", that's how we live
Lay low good guys, catch you with a hook I
Know why you lie, ya crew ain't quite like mine
Spit it like ooh my, these labels like ooh my
(State your naaaame, gangsta!)
[Cha Cha]
It's the C-H-A, say it with me niggas
Cha Cha Cha, y'all Cha Cha Cha
You cannot lie or deny these niggas ain't rah-rah
Put the barrel on the bridge of your nose and turn you cock-eyed
Steppin to us not wise, told you how to get live
Go in depth best with the finger next to the index
Such threats expect five guys, five tecs
Make they gats all sing in unison like a quintet
They don't say whodi, son, dunn, or young'n
You can owe 'em and say hi and they greet you like "Hey guy"
Whattup though Nickel, Jah, Tre', X, and Cut Throat
My brethrens all veterans all throwin up sevens
When we rock hits to the sky throw 'em up to the heavens
Us and crews clash no more, we built the Rapport
Me and Royce here to restore what we were buildin before
So add a million sold or more is when I get at you whores, uh-huh
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