Hey, hey, stay sharp as fuck

Tell 'em, get that right and straighten that up

Fat Face, the man of hundred grand

Work the mic with precise precision, knahmsayin'?

At 36, on the bean, come clean

I'll bring you the whole thing for 18

They look to Back for the word on the street

You see him smilin', count eight gold teeth

You see it, he keep the brim broke slightly

Killin' 'em with the one that roll tightly

Floppin' in the M-6 deuce

The A-T go and then he do too

Baby, I tell it like it T I S

I'll stand right here and sho' stop ya career

Call him, H2O, ice-cold water

Just like that there, in that particular order

Uhh, school these young Gs on the concrete

Fall off and be back on in one week

He keep his clothes crease crisp out the cleaners

Did court subpoenas on some simple misdemeanors

They ain't got nothin' on me

'Cuz he threw my light right not to be

Wham, uhh, wham, see 'em hittin' me

Y'all hold it down, I'll be back through here in a minute

(Sho ya right)

We serve it raw or ready to chop

(Sho ya right)

You get every damn gram straight dropped

(Sho ya right)

Cook chickens, no sizzle, no pop

(Sho ya right)

Or better, when you ready to shop

(Sho ya right)

We serve it raw or ready to chop

(Sho ya right)

You get every damn gram straight dropped

(Sho ya right)

Cook chickens, no sizzle, no pop

(Sho ya right)

Or better, when you ready to shop

(Sho ya right)

We old school, walk the dog out the yard

We play the curse, serve it hard on the 'vard

You know the number 'fore ya even went seen shorty

The automatic beast, keep him off me

Shit, holla at me, y'all know ya know me

Ya drunk with them 1600 DSOPs

(Be dat)

We bake bread by the loaf

Smoke ya dro down to a roach

Let 'em know, this here, fisher from the do'

Ya already know, exactly how it goes

SWAT's in trees, DF one G, da pure emcee

What's happenin'? What's happenin'? What's happenin'?

Organ No-I-Z, keep ya motherf*** trunk valid

Tell 'em, it's goin' down this evening

Keep it jumpin' like Sunday, go to meeting

Uh, uh, it don't stop, it don't quit

It get down to the nitty-grit

That brand new out the box

I ain't in them, swear to make 'em call the cops

I walk a path, play the cut, lil' girl shake her butt

Ay, ay, ay, now party people, if ya wit me, say

(Sho ya right)

We serve it raw or ready to chop

(Sho ya right)

You get every damn gram straight dropped

(Sho ya right)

Cook chickens, no sizzle, no pop

(Sho ya right)

Or better, when you ready to shop

(Sho ya right)

We serve it raw or ready to chop

(Sho ya right)

You get every damn gram straight dropped

(Sho ya right)

Cook chickens, no sizzle, no pop

(Sho ya right)

Or better, when you ready to shop

(Sho ya right)

Sho ya right

Sho ya right

Sho ya right

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Writer(s): JAMAHR WILLIAMS, MICHAEL SANTIGO RENDER, PATRICK BROWN, RAYMOND MURRAY, RICO RENARD WADE