Certified Glasses Malone (Ft. Akon)

[Intro: Akon]
Upfront...
Akon and Glasses... uh huh
Konvict Music... (G. Malone)
Akon and Glasses... uh huh

[Glasses Malone]
Niggas spit fairy tale, G issue the facts
Not Jeezy but I sold my fair issue of crack
Not Weezy but Malone got dat Hustler Muzik
And them hustlers use it, serve customers to it
Went from 2 to 300, got the Mexicans down
Hundred Crips, hundred Bloods, hundred Mexicans now
Hundred round in the clip, man who wanna get dumb
With the New West breds on these A-Town drums
With the New West breds that he callin' to play
And we sackin' wack rappers, niggas call it a day
Down south call 'em choppers, home - call it a K
Either way, ambulances come and haul 'em away
This Blu Division bitch, I'm the soul of the crew
Honeygirls on my heels like the soul of my shoe
Got Toomp in da kitchen, let it simmer and cook
Now 'Kon break it on down and deliver the hook (Let's go~!!)

[Hook: Akon]
I ain't for all that beefin'
Got niggas to bust your head for no reason
Ask around the streets, man I'm certified
Cross seas, all my customers are satisfied
See I ain't for all that beefin'
Matter of fact, I'm trying to chill with the squeezin'
Ask around the hood, man I'm certified
And I'd hate to have to put a bullet in your mind