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 [?] Check, check, one two [?] 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