It's just three live niggas gettin high in a four-door
All gettin drunk spittin game at the same hoe
Hatin ass niggas got they hoes cuffed up bro
Get to actin up didn't know I tote the 4-4
(spoken) "Why it gotta be about pistols?"
Nigga do we still got issues?
'Fo I leave mama blowin in a tissue
Talkin bout how she really miss you
Poppin game to your ex boo
Cuz my mouthpiece so swell
Game don't tell, see the game sell
Hit the track gal be all about my mail
Bring me back sumthin sumthin like Maxwell
That's how it's gotta be with these drama hoes
Lay em on they back like dominoes
Bust fat nuts then it's time to go
Back to the hustle cuz I'm in it ten toes
Touch down at the studio drop these flows
Lettin all these mark ass niggas know
2003 to 2004
Mothafuckas gonna feel this nigga J-Jo
