First to tell you motherfucker
"Trap or die", that's me OK?
Mister Whip-a-knot-and-get-a-half-a-pie
That's me, OK?
Mister If-I'm-talkin'-you-should-listen
Game is free, OK?
Mister Got-two-whole-ones-and-two-half-ones
Yeah, that's three, OK?
Leave up out of here with two bad ones
Yeah, that's me, OK?
Mister Rein'-up-with-'bout-two-phantoms
Yeah, that's me, OK?
On that Avion to the head
Hey but me, OK?
Never put a bitch before my bread
Hey that me, OK?
I'm a fool on that Avion
Snow be on that liquor
Approach me if you want to
I will smoke you like a Swisha
You know my game tizight
You know that's off tizzop
Presidential Day-Date
Looking like two blocks
Chain on 2Pac when he was on Death Row
All black glizzock, that 40 say leggo
All my niggas is 'bout it
All my bitches is wit' it
One call, that's all, choppers pay him a visit
Real nigga fo' sho', got a fetish for dough
34 a unit, nine hundred a O
Break 'em down into zips
That's a hell of a flip
Had 'em, now they gone
Guess who takin' a trip
First to tell you motherfucker
"Trap or die", that's me OK?
Mister Whip-a-knot-and-get-a-half-a-pie
That's me, OK?
Mister If-I'm-talkin'-you-should-listen
Game is free, OK?
Mister Got-two-whole-ones-and-two-half-ones
Yeah, that's three, OK?
Leave up out of here with two bad ones
Yeah, that's me, OK?
Mister Rein'-up-with-'bout-two-phantoms
Yeah, that's me, OK?
On that Avion to the head
Hey but me, OK?
Never put a bitch before my bread
Hey that me, OK?
When L.A. Reid was in office
Made some history up in Def Jam
If Jizzle ain't droppin', nigga
What the fuck is Def Jam?
I know you heard how your boy
Bossed up at Atlantic
Boss shit, might just drop
My next album on Atlantic
I really hope you bitches ready
Vice prezzy and this presi
Got some shit up in my bezzy
(So what ya sayin'?), my wrist is heavy
All white, penthouse
Yeah, like the one on Belly
With a brown skin thang
Swear to God, she look like Kelly
Two door Rolls is how I'm rollin'
Plus you know a nigga totin'
Keep that street nigga paper
Rubber band it, it ain't foldin'
First the XXL, read about me in the Forbes
That's a long way from trappin' in
That 4-door Accord, wassup?
First to tell you motherfucker
"Trap or die", that's me OK?
Mister Whip-a-knot-and-get-a-half-a-pie
That's me, OK?
Mister If-I'm-talkin'-you-should-listen
Game is free, OK?
Mister Got-two-whole-ones-and-two-half-ones
Yeah, that's three, OK?
Leave up out of here with two bad ones
Yeah, that's me, OK?
Mister Rein'-up-with-'bout-two-phantoms
Yeah, that's me, OK?
On that Avion to the head
Hey but me, OK?
Never put a bitch before my bread
Hey that me, OK?
Snow can eyeball a seven, yeah
You best believe without the scale
I just want the mansions and the riches
Yeah, without the jail
You can call me postman
Don't go somewhere without some mail
In and out in 20 minutes
You best believe I'm makin' bail
Who put you on designer watches
Put you on designer frames
Had you cashin' out, payin' for
You can't pronounce the name
Had that Murcielago
It was green like margaritas
I sold yayo, I sold albums
Might as well sell some tequila
Dropped so many Lambos
Thought I was a Lam ambassador
Dropped so many Rollies
Niggas thought I owned a Rollie store
Snow, it's been a while, yeah
You know them streets missed you
I don't eat, sleep
Or shit without my mothafuckin' pistol
First to tell you motherfucker
"Trap or die", that's me OK?
Mister Whip-a-knot-and-get-a-half-a-pie
That's me, OK?
Mister If-I'm-talkin'-you-should-listen
Game is free, OK?
Mister Got-two-whole-ones-and-two-half-ones
Yeah, that's three, OK?
Leave up out of here with two bad ones
Yeah, that's me, OK?
Mister Rein'-up-with-'bout-two-phantoms
Yeah, that's me, OK?
On that Avion to the head
Hey but me, OK?
Never put a bitch before my bread
Hey that me, OK?