Rollin Wit A G Fre$h (Short Dawg) (Ft. Lil' Keke)

[Verse 1: Short Dawg]
Well it's that boy Short, call me Texas Fresh
To me you niggas come second best
I spit the flows and I gets the hoes and I puts it on em, like extra stress
Boy ain't you heard that I'm getting bread, so I'mma stunt tonight on all y'all
My drink is purple, my chicks is red, and my cups is white just like Paul Wall
While they slackin' I stay stackin'
To tell the truth man I hate rapping
Got everything that they lacking, these niggas faking like play action
I lay back in that first class, take a trip straight over seas
Got O's of weed, a bunch of hoes indeed
And they on my neck like rosaries
I'm supposedly the best where I'm from
You don't agree? Then nigga F you too
Packs of codeine, yeah it got me numb
On tip like a nigga only wearing one shoe
I'm ill too ill think I need Blue Shield
I was selling drugs back when you was jamming Drew Hill
Coming through in coups like 'where the roof is?'
Which means I don't really give a damn how you feel

[Chorus: Short Dawg & (Lil Keke)]
You're rolling with a G (With a G)
And girl I been a hustler since the age of 14 so all I know is M.O.B. (M.O.B.)
Yeah, (Young Don) Yeah