[Intro: Pimp C]

Smoke somethin', bitch

UGK, hold up, talkin' 'bout

Uhh

[Verse 1: Pimp C]

Pimp C, PA trill nigga

Polo, fuck that Hilfiger

Made myself a ghetto star

On the slab, sippin' barre

Smokin' weed, sellin' white

Them other niggas' shit don't come back right

That's how niggas get popped

Tryna get the cheaper price

Watch yo' paper, guard your life

'Cause most these niggas ain't livin' right

Keep yo' pistol, fuck a fight

'Cause niggas out here jack every night

I keep my mind on my money, nigga fuck the fame

Big face hun'erds, keepin' the game

Hittin' the corner in the candy thang

Sittin on leather, grippin' the grain (Yeah)

[Chorus: Z-Ro & Jeezy]

Good weed, good drink, big money, mayne (Ay)

Rollin' in somethin' foreign, on leather grippin' grain (Yeah)

I handle my business so I think I deserve to get throwed, throwed

[Verse 2: Bun B]

Well I came in the door, I said it befo'

I never fuck a ho without head no more

I never pour up with nothing less than a four

And I smoke cigars, it ain't just for the show

I'm blessed from the do', and known for my stidyle

I send a nigga baby mama home with a smidile

You can have the bitch, nigga, I ain't sentimental

Smoke weed and freestyle, no instrumental

Been out, lived through the wicked streets of PA

Motherfuck the judge, prosecutor and the DA

Head to the H, where the hoes will fuck threeway

Two way, four way, anyway the Pro say

Never hear a ho say "No I won't," "No I can't"

"Stop it," and "No I don't"

'Cause a bitch know that I might just explode

And slap her in the face with a Pie à la Mode

'Cause a nigga gettin' throwed (yeah)

[Chorus: Z-Ro & Jeezy]

Good weed, good drink, big money, mayne (Ay)

Rollin' in somethin' foreign, on leather grippin' grain (Yeah)

I handle my business so I think I deserve to get throwed, throwed (Yeah)

Good weed, good drink, big money, mayne (Ay!)

Rollin' in somethin' foreign, on leather grippin' grain (Yeah)

I handle my business so I think I deserve to get throwed, throwed (Ayy!)

[Verse 3: Jeezy]

You already know what it is, nigga

Snowman, 16.5 a piece, nigga, USDA

I grind hard (Grind hard) and play harder (Play harder)

Break out the pot (Yup), heat up the water (Damn)

Swear to God the minivan do tricks

Hit the brakes, hit the lights and voila, there go them bricks (Ha-ha)

Catch me slidin' through the hood (Hood), sittin' on some big wheels

Niggas coppin' white and turn flips like cartwheels

Trapstar, my Nextel chirp all day (Ay)

Ridin' dirty, three nines and a four way (Chyeah)

[Chorus: Z-Ro, Jeezy & Jay-Z]

Good weed, good drink, big money, mayne

(Ay) Big money, mayne

Rollin' in somethin' foreign, on leather grippin' grain (We only ride the best, yeah)

I handle my business so I think I deserve to get throwed, throwed

It's one and only big homie (Ay)

Tried to told you I'm throwed (Ay)

Ha (Yeah)

[Verse 4: Jay-Z]

Somethin' foreign, I’m tourin' on foreign land

Worldwide I'm known for the Arm & Ham-mer, per the streets, I'ma wanted man

(But the flow's like dope) So it's on again

Started with the block, hit it brick by brick

Then I charted with the Roc, nigga, hit by hit

I'm retarded with the Glock, nigga, clip by clip

The competition is none, they deceased to exist

Let it breathe a little bit

He's off his rocker, he's a little schitz'

Throwed like a football, Hov used to cook raw

Now I got the game sewn like granny's good shawl

Sure, y'all niggas want war

Y'all got it backwards, y'all should want raw

Y'all should want more (And more, and more, uh!)

[Chorus: Z-Ro & Jeezy]

Good weed, good drink, big money, mayne (Ay)

Rollin' in somethin' foreign, on leather grippin' grain (Yeah)

I handle my business so I think I deserve to get throwed, throwed

Good weed, good drink, big money, mayne (Ay)

Rollin' in somethin' foreign, on leather grippin' grain (Yeah)

I handle my business so I think I deserve to get throwed, throwed