Ahyeah, get down, do what they wanna do
Get down, from the back
[8ball]
I was born in poverty, n***a runnin with them k**as
Hard liquor drinkin n***as, prostitutes, and drug dealers
Real hoes, money makin pay the bills
Hoes s** a dick and even strap on dil*os
Powder bag blowin, syrup sippin, stick dippin
On my knees shootin dice in my mama kitchen
Shinin silver pack seem to sell quicker than crack
n***as get down on that brown and don't know how to act
The devil got him now and only God can bring him back
Evil spirits and empty pockets make a n***a react
What make a n***a take a life before thinkin about it?
Anger management, controllin it, and reroute it
Cinderella and that doze got my mind cloudy
Come at 5 spray the uzi when the club crowded
Out of the roof of the coupe straight to the loot
f** a hoot, n***a slab ridahs want proof
[Hook]
Ah yeah we gettin crunk tonight
Get down and some n***as wanna funk tonight
Ah yeah we gon lay it down tonight
Get down and make some n***as clown tonight
Ah yeah we gon get buck tonight
Get down, these ho's they wanna f** tonight
Ah yeah we gon lay it down tonight
Get down and make some ho's clown tonight
[8ball]
Give me a reason n***as murder and ma**acre for the cheese
Worthless b**hes and cocoa leaves by the keys
Under siege feds lookin for powder traces and loot
Got chipped by a bird that used to fly in my coop
Still tennin with them twinkies and I keep my 4-5th hidden
Life taker for for them playa fakers sniffin and trippin
Real is more than just a phrase n***as use in vein
People die and mothers everywhere felt the pain
Hard to explain how her baby head got blowed off
Parked in a red zone and got his life towed off
You can label me the under boss
This is the only way I know to get my point across