[Verse: Mitchy Slick]
It ain't my fault the b**h say she ain't naughty
And was always available when a n***a would roll through
I knew there was some square a** n***a she would go to
And trick and do all the sh** I would say no to
When you done all the sh** it takes to make you a block legend
b**hes like your baby momma won't stop pressing
Throw away your whole relationship just to taste a sip
Be having her on crown, she never taste a crisp
Put a flick on her milkbox if she leave with Slick
By the time I hit the vallet, she was in my sh**
Yeah, and your homies was there, but they ain't say nothing
Cause they know what's gonna rack at the store with the pump fakin'
[Hook: Big Scoob]
Who that is rolling with us?
I be f**ing on them b**hes that you wish you could f**
I be sipping on that liquor wish you had in your cup
Making moves, getting richer, now you want it with blood
Say what?
Who that is rolling with us?
I be f**ing on them b**hes that you wish you could f**
I be sipping on that liquor wish you had in your cup
Making moves, getting richer, now you want it with blood
Say what?
[Verse: Eight-O]
I beat the lane up somewhere when I'm crawling
E-40 posse on Broadway, big balling
It's how you see the cup
Half empty, half full