[Intro]
(Good luck at the game, Swish)
[Verse]
Product of my environment, they tell me not to promote violence
You could take me out the hood, can't take that thug shit out me
Motherfuck a record deal, leave me in the trenches where you fould me
I'm a real street nigga, I don't need a rap nigga to cosign me
I'm thuggin' forever, forever mafia family
When the feds indicted me, you know I kept my mouth silent
You fake-ass steppŠµrs, real niggas don't speak on bodies
I feel likŠµ Master P in the '90s, I'm 'bout it, 'bout it
I'm a paper chaser, I got my block on fire
Remainin' a G until the moment I expire
Fuck nigga, don't get bitch-slapped, then hog-tied
I'm screamin' 1900, you is not one of the guys
Like a nigga shirt wrinkled, I'll hit him with that iron
Interstate 95, got the pedal to the ground
I don't want you crab, leechin'-ass niggas nowhere 'round
Nigga, this the intro, it's up there, ain't comin' down
[Outro]
Nigga, this the intro, it's up there, ain't comin' down
Nigga, this the intro, it's up there, ain't comin' down
Nigga, this the intro, it's up there, ain't comin' down