Released on January 9, 2013

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[Hook]

Jack one, smack one, run off wit ya sack son

Anybody wit' the loot, give it up or I'mma shoot


[Verse 1]

Fourty in my hand, but nigga I check one

Slap one, tote the fucking head to the fat one

Been about that ask me about me, nigga ain't no fucking joke

Nigga play with me then upper his ass and go

I don't give a fuck about a charge nigga know that

Paranoid street goon nigga and I show that

Chopper bullets raining on your ass, where yo dough at?

Tie that bitch down lay you face ,where the floor at

Cap on dawg I'mma burn me a nigga today

Fool 'bout my money, I don't mind catching a fucking case

Get down like the [mob?], in my hood they raised me

Niggas start a problem then that nigga gotta pay me


[Hook]


[Verse 2]

Who want war with a nigga like me?

I done time been a beast in these streets

I done crime nigga you can ask the streets

Nigga I ain't lyin', I was raised in the streets

I do your ass mad don't be fucking 'round me

Call my goons from the Chi, watch 'em fly to Tennessee

And we'll kill every snitch we think will testify

And see how many motherfuckers wanna test me now

Hand on the trigger and nigga I do it

Dawg, I don't give a fuck, it ain't nothing to it

Robbery my specialty, pockets full for a thug

I rob by myself, 'cause I don't trust none


[Hook]