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Featuring Ace Hood (Intro) Yeah, Young Ca$h AKA Joey Galaxy Yeah, P wuddup? Win Squad Yeah, Volcanic, yeah (Hook) I'm on my Master P shit, damn by the by Take it back to the streets cuz yall forgot about us Bricks in the home or on the highway Choppa set you straight if you coming at me sideways Heard bout it bout it, stupid whips to hop about 9 piece on my wrist, yea they know I got it 9 piece on my waist, yea they know I got it I'm getting money, it ain't nothing you can do about it (Verse) When I jumped off that porch I had dreams of money making Keys fresh off the boat, I'm tired of seeing my mama slave Lights red and card notes Got a nigga out here paper chasin But I'm gon always eat dough None of these people can free base me SongtexteLoud pipe from LA, my blood niggas in the next day Shit here my driveway and it's all go by the next day I am a young general, money comin in plentiful And I'm just getting started bitch, nowhere near my peticle We keep cutters on standby Cuz always one nigga wanna try Never seen a man cry til I seen a man die We in the hood like burger bars Niggas are catchin murder charge Flee the city for a couple weeks To get right back in the hood selling hard We bout it (Hook) I'm on my Master P shit, damn by the by Take it back to the streets cuz yall forgot about us Bricks in the home or on the highway Choppa set you straight if you coming at me sideways Heard bout it bout it, stupid whips to hop about 9 piece on my wrist, yea they know I got it 9 piece on my waist, yea they know I got it I'm getting money, it ain't nothing you can do about it (Verse) Bitch I'm bout it bout it, slidin round and chop about me Nigga sweet like 30 flavors at the baskin robins Let's hop off to guinee, that's where I'm ridin careless I keep that zulu maneuver, do em like Paul Marlo Bust a nigga who runnin up, hit that and I load it up If a nigga want that beef boy that full fire get destroyed Two 4's on that new toy and that clutch jerked like Newports Real nigga, no flaw ball, bad bitch on my polo Speechless nigga don't do yall See my kind don't do law Ace Hood in this shithole, pussy nigga you a rook Paul I'm bout it bout it, nothing modest, I'm bout the profit Gotta get them dollars, they forgot that I was a problem (Hook) I'm on my Master P shit, damn by the by Take it back to the streets cuz yall forgot about us Bricks in the home or on the highway Choppa set you straight if you coming at me sideways Heard bout it bout it, stupid whips to hop about 9 piece on my wrist, yea they know I got it 9 piece on my waist, yea they know I got it I'm getting money, it ain't nothing you can do about it (Verse) I'm worldwide but it's G shit Startin off with that P shit Mood on me, that Young Jeezy and I'm on to that me shit Fed time, I did that Big licks, I hit that Took yo hoe, fucked yo hoe, now you can have yo bitch back Cross me, no switchback (I'm gunnin for you, nigga) This choppa here got a scope on it (wutchu want it for my nigga?) I hope them boys got knocked off, shit something's gotta happen If you got the plug then step up it's soulja's turn to captain Let's get it homie, getting stones in my Range Rover You can ask for ounce, I sell em hoes til the game's over Been to prison once, I feel like 4-leaf clovers And I don't front family or friends, they'll fuck you over (Hook) I'm on my Master P shit, damn by the by Take it back to the streets cuz yall forgot about us Bricks in the home or on the highway Choppa set you straight if you coming at me sideways Heard bout it bout it, stupid whips to hop about 9 piece on my wrist, yea they know I got it 9 piece on my waist, yea they know I got it I'm getting money, it ain't nothing you can do about it Aus Songtexte Mania