Y'all
Y'all
Y'all
Y'all, Y'all
Yeah n***a, it's your boy
We out here in the ghetto, man
We going deep in the hood right now, man
Man f** the studio
It's too hot in that b**h right now
It's about 100 degrees out here
We out here poppin' that water real decent
Records poppin' real beastly right now
n***as holdin' us the f** down
Crazy, checks is looking retarded
Don't get mad, n***a, put a smile on your face
I'll bring you back to the ghetto n***a
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Check, check, one two
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Well then get your sh** together
Get it all together and put it in a backpack
All your sh** so it's together
And if you gotta take it somewhere, take it somewhere, you know?
Take it to the sh** store and sell it
Or put it in the sh** museum, I don't care what you do
Just gotta get it together