Ooooo all the way it goOoooo all the way it goOoooo all the way it goOooooaahhhhhhhYeah, yeah, yeah, yeahOoooo all the way it goOoooo all the way it goOoooo all the way it goOoooo all the way it goOoooo all the way it goOooooaahhhhhhhGot that Ruger on me, jeweler on meMula on me, who the homieYou be talking shit, got that boss bitchBoss bitch, hold on, I crashed the whipChoppa gon' lay down a niggaThat's that O shit, boss shitReady to switch upGot that new moneyBlue money, ready to pick upLike ooooooo, choppa gon' bury a niggaI go get it how I live itTalk shit, yeah nigga, talk is all a memoryThe choppa hit, chalk shit, walk quickYeah niggas beefin' is all a memoryI let 'em hate, talk shit, talk shitYeah, nigga, this is all it did to meMore bottles, more bitches, more goldMore hoes, this is all a victoryBallin' hard in my i8Watch it swerve, keep my mind straightDip and dash, hit ya guy gateDip and dash, hit ya guy faceI be talking like I got a Rays Charles choppaYeah that's my blind dateYou be talking like you B.I.GYou'll get crossed out, you ain't got faithThat's that guy snakeWatch out for that guy snakeBig bullets with the U-Haul truckSo we move his ass 'round my placeMove his ass over there and over thereTake his ass around (THLLLLLAH)That's what happens when it's my stateWhip the glass 'til the pot breakWhip the glass, gotta watch snakesWhip the glass, gotta watch jakesNiggas coming fast, choppa whip his assEverybody gotta tryna buy plateEverybody tryna whip the coke upGet it back to the Tri-StateGet it back to the Tri-StateGet it back to the Tri-StateThat's the rocket launcher or that golden SmithenSmith and Wesson, it'll eject ya, golden hit yaThat them black and white, the pandas go and get yaGot that gold watch...with me, getting more liquorShe be paparazzin' with her tits out, getting more liquorI be countin' money, gettin' cashYeah gettin' more jiggaLet me find out that you riding 'round with them broke niggasEverybody riding town, yeah niggas gon' get yaAnd they gon' hit yaFill you with holes, niggaI done get it how I get itTalk shit, yeah nigga, talk is all a memorySmith and Wesson, it'll eject yaGolden hit yaThat's the black and white, pandas gon' get yaGot gold bottle with that stripper with meGetting more liquor, more pigeons, more cashMore chickenDead niggas come through, gon' flip 'emOld niggas own niggas, I'm my own niggaI'm a king, welcome to the throne, niggaBarreled up, hit you with the stones, niggaKnock you out, Mr. Larry Holmes, niggaSwitch it up, clap you chrome, niggaOn the camera, hit you with the drones, niggaHot97 turn to Mac 11Everybody worried 'bout me, get ya own, niggaBall out champion, fall out championBall out champion, fall out championBall out champion, fall out championThe war not never doneAyy, ayy, ayy, trueBall like a champion, fall like a championBall like a championBall like a champion, fall like a championBall like a championBall like a champion, fall like a championBall like a championBall like a champion, fall like a championBall like a championBall like a champion, fall like a championBall like a championBall like a champion, fall like a championBall like a champion