Step on em man down matter fact we gon detache his crown matter we gon shoot em to the ground matter fact hold up what is that sound Look roll up pull out the guns he gon fold up when we spin on yo block we do donuts he ain't on nun he aint on nun look Mercedes we pull up take yo o'lady After this everybody gon hate me she say i move to fast well im shady matter fact she cant even date me look nigga know i tote heavy shoot em nigga cant even stand steady nigga know i stay ready look take em class students acting bad feed em to the dogs smoke em like grass niggas know i be chasin that bag look where i come from i snatch niggas chain niggas mad that i got talkin game stepping so hard wet like the rain niggas know they cant change me niggas know not to blame me niggas know they cant tame me nigga know i be running these streets nine trench baby yea that's me take em out to the trash im movin fast tell em run up his cash when i catch you we gon blast ima be standing last