You and, you and, you and, you and
You're gon', you're gon', you're gon'
You're gon', you're gonna love me
Sittin' back, uh? Waitin' for you to act
Tryin' to speak a n***as name in your rap, uh
Till we run you out the game get your raps took
Don't remember a n***as name not a fact
Snitchin' on your own gang thinkin' that's hood
Tryin' to diss the color change but cant rap good
Tryin' to say they run the game got it backwards
'Cause the almighty color change ain't havin' that, uh
You and, you and, you and, you and
You're gon', you're gon', you're gon'
You're gon', you're gonna love me
For runnin' these gimmick n***as out of the game
I don't need a reason 'cause it was time for a change
For havin' the nuts to diss you speakin' your name
Instead of subliminal like I ain't to blame
For switchin' the style up now I speak with a purpose
Instead of just speakin' about my rims in my verses
The fake shall fall and the real shall rise to the surface
I bought your Cd but the purchase was worthless
The hottest buzz along with bun b and me truthfully
Only n***as with a buzz as big as Gorilla Mob, Slim Thug and Boosie
I'm tired of the gimmicks, I am the realest y'all n***as is goofy
I miss that U.G.K. free that Pimp C, man let the truth free
I heard that E.S.G. fixin' to drop scarface the truth see
If it ain't in the same sentence as n***as that's real it don't include me
We're gettin' the money they thought I was through until 1, 2, 3
I drop my DVD so I'm a baller you got hoop dreams
And it ain't a shot at Paul don't try that n***a
I would've said his name
You and, you and, you and, you and
You're gon', you're gon', you're gon'
You're gon', you're gonna love me
Sittin' back, uh? Waitin' for you to act
Tryin' to speak a n***as name in your rap, uh
Till we run you out the game get your raps took
Don't remember a n***as name not a fact
Snitchin' on your own gang thinkin' that's hood
Tryin' to diss the color change but cant rap good
Tryin' to say they run the game got it backwards
'Cause the almighty color change ain't havin' that, uh
You and, you and, you and, you and
You're gon', you're gon', you're gon'
You're gon', you're gonna love me
I'm sittin' back while you rap and you act
Like yo n***as sellin' crack on the tidwell and the trap
You ain't done nuthin' or seen it, I'm tired of these gimmick G's
Only time you used the triple beam was in chemistry
Ask anybody I remember it vividly
You was at the gas station pa**ing and soliciting
Dissin' me this p**y is a peon
Before you rapped with watts you was in a purple neon
When he speak you'll be sayin' that its hate
How could I let a p**y n***a rep for my state?
This n***a said he the king of the streets
So I'ma speak now not forever hold my peace
It ain't just him man a bunch of n***as weak
They could say it over beats but wont say it in the streets
And if yo n***as fail they put you on your feet
And when they call your cell it's a message and a beep