Geah Jig a geah Nigga, geah Check, geah Nigga, geah Uh, c'mon I'm sittin' here trippin', mind playin' tricks Tryin' to make it hot while rubbin' two
headed off to With that chip up on ya shoulder lemme help get that off you Walkin' around like you lost and from out of town Who got you down, shit you too hot
bust a cannon 'cause I don't wear sunblock Ask Drag if the fire is hot shit pop shellz, fall three feet, roll over and stop We warn niggaz that we coming
see me on the team dog you know the game's over Stones on my wrist, and a chip on my shoulder Sixteens cashin in on another hot beat Go cop me a drop
You see me on the team dog you know the game's over Stones on my wrist, and a chip on my shoulder 16's cashin' in on another hot beat Go cop me a drop
couple grounds, listen close while niggas run it down Games not to be played, '99 straight chips, hot chicks We got no time for these dicks (Push the hot
skull Look some motherfuckers don't play that shit Listen here motherfucker you don't know how we do things I'm one of them motherfuckers Don't fuck with me I'm warning
we gonna be **** **** the world, it's yours my **** Load the nine and blaze my **** Yeah, 'cause I'm a **** for life Who's that chipped out, twenty one year old, hot
ll stuntin ya'll aint makin no money, ya'll aint makin no money ya'll aint really doin nothin, ya'll just fuckin around (verse 2) you saved up yo chips
And roll my stockings down And all that jazz Start the car I know a whoopee spot Where the gin is cold But the piano's hot It's just a noisy hall Where
I don't wear sunblock Ask Drag if the fire is hot (Flame On baby) Shit pop shellz, fall three feet, roll over and stop We warn niggaz that we comin
it's yours my niggas Load the nine and blaze my niggas [Ja Rule] Yeah cause I'm a nigga for life [Ja Rule] Whos that chipped out Twenty one year old hot
I'm adjusting my mic Go to war kid I'll give you any weapon you like Give you something to run from, bust off your dum-dum Stop kid, that hot shit you
what's up? Is this a joke or what? Steady hoping you can crack open the Coconut You can't see us, we're covered by the blood And we're just chips off
another Capone-N-Noreaga and they'll find another B-Real so you need to just keep, stack your chips up, do what you gotta do while you hot and mother
Noreaga And they'll find another Capone-n-Noreaga And they'll find another B-Real So you need to just keep Stack your chips up Do what you gotta do while your hot
ain't makin no money, ya'll ain't makin no money Ya'll ain't really doin nothin, ya'll just f**kin around [Verse 2:] You saved up yo chips, to buy you