Uh-uh, yeh yeh, mic check
We watchin' y'all watch us
Pay attention man
Gon' take a while for y'all to catch up
Knaw wha I mean?, know how we do it man
Well do it
[Lil' Flip]
Things ain't quite like it used to be
A lot of y'all rappers confusin' me
One day you wanna do a track wid me
The next day y'all thinkin' about jackin' me
I pack my heat my n***a I don't play that sh**
If you see me wid a nine I'ma spray that sh**
If you reachin' for my chain
I'm reachin' for ya brain
Your Cadillac about to have another red stain
n***as know I got a gat wid fifty
I mean I got a f**in' track wid fifty
n***as play, but we don't play
When we, get a** n***a we don't pay
I pray every night, pack K's every night
If the c**aine is tan how the f** can it be white
We got it whippin' and shippin' we gettin' bread
My n***a we gettin' head like pistols we packin' lead
We'll bust a n***a never ever trust a n***a
You talkin' all sweet I'ma cuss a n***a
I call ya a b**h, I slap ya momma
n***a I'm vested up, so I'm prepared for the drama
Put yo b**h a** in trauma you layin' up
Hospital bill goin' up and you payin' up
I told ya not to watch Scarface too many times
How you talk sh** and wasn't packin' too many nines
Yup, you just watchin' from the sidelines
Pay attention to the books and the guidelines
It's my time, it ain't yo time
I need bread before mic check and show time n***a
These promoters wanna act like they broke
When you f** wid my money I put my hand on your throat
I slap ya, choke ya, provoke ya, steal ya, k** ya
b**h n***a I just don't feel ya
[Will Lean]
Yeh, n***a you know what I'm packin'
I seein' ya team homie I know what ya lackin'
I got dollars n***a f** the cents
I paid cash off the lot now I got trucks to rent n***a
And I'm buckin' ya down, while ya weavin' and bobbin'
And duckin' these rounds
We stay on the road, y'all stuck in the town
Will Lean the chemist n***a I ain't f**in' around
Uh n***a, and I got the Big Shasta
Double wrong n***a we gotta blast ya woah
Cause I'm keepin' it real
In a six hundred wid jimmy, keepin' the steel
Uh n***a, it's the chemist I'm full fledge
Botany big shot n***a takin' off heads
Leavin' ya for dead when I bust the lead
Hit ya in the front takin' off ya dreads woah, n***a
I'm buckin' these shells a n***a like me ain't gon' be
Stuck in the cell b**h
[Hook]
Everywhere that I go
I got people I know
n***as I used to f** wid
We don't kick it no more
When they heard I got dough
n***as started to flock
n***as actin' like b**hes
So I'm packin' my Glock
(The watcher)