Lyrics:

I'm still the greatest
I'm pretty, I'm still the greatest
And I'ma bad man

I'm still the greatest
I'm pretty, I'm still the greatest
And I'ma bad man

I'm still the greatest
I'm pretty, I'm still the greatest
And I'ma bad man

Hot child in the city
Walkin' round lookin' pretty
Playas call M Sidity, fuck pitty

Chitty, chitty, bang, bang
It's a west side thang
Bitches get banged on
And stole on

In the city where the grass is green
And the palm trees lean
Been ballin', shot callin' since 83
I know the mothafuckin' industry

Ain't ready for me
Or these ghetto fab queens
Already platlum in the streets
I even got them jail house niggas

Sendin' they cheese to me
Big Chan in Japan
Bitch, I'm over seas
I'm pimpin' this gat

Watch me hidy flice these hoes
Leave 'em short changed
Take they fame and roll
Watch 'em all fall to the flo'

It's a T K O
All you heard was Big Chan
Don't hit me no mo'
Shit this ain't a game

Street niggas know the M O
I kill 'em with words
Serve 'em like them dealas
Do them birds, ya heard me

Can't a mothafucka serve me
I still hold the title
Repossessed it from some of my
Greatest idols

You punk ass, bitches is hollow
I cave yo whole fuckin' chest in
My nigga young Lay
Hold it down, it's goin' down

Like Holyfield and Tyson
This is for them bitch ass hatas
I'm signin' off, I'm kickin' ass
And takin' names, late, late, late

I'm still the greatest
I'm pretty, I'm still the greatest
And I'ma bad man

I'm still the greatest
I'm pretty, I'm still the greatest
And I'ma bad man

I'm still the greatest
I'm pretty, I'm still the greatest
And I'ma bad man

I'm still the greatest
I'm pretty, I'm still the greatest
And I'ma bad man

She pulled the curtain fo' certain
We go'n leave these mothafuckas hurtin'
Niggas never, no bluffin', no perv'in
Lil Lay the great runnin' this earth

I'm ready to serve ya right
Nigga done paid my dues
And took my loses
It's all about murder, right?

Fuckin' with these Cleveland bosses
We flossin', ya get paranoid
'Cause me and my boys makin' noise

Shuttin' shit down
Heard the buzz around town
These niggas wanna fuck with me now

Well, step in my arena
You ain't never seen a
Little nigga meaner then Lay
Nigga back in the day

When a nigga had to play with the A K
Boys had 'em all blown away
Nigga don't play, I be flippin' my lid
Sippin' my gin, makin' mine

'Cause in 99, I ain't wastin' no time
Makin' that money
While I'm pushin' my line
Design to prime nigga

Nigga with the automatic status
Daily on the trigga, hatin' on me
'Cause I'm an original thug
Jealous of a nigga

'Cause I got these figures
Money don't mean a goddamn thing
We can go toe to toe, blow for blow
Slug for slug, a thug's a thug

Kickin' this here, just to let you know
Ain't a damn thang changed
Doin' these everyday thangs

And it consist of
Bank bud the brew and the bitches
And the bustas never could hang nigga

I'm still the greatest
I'm pretty, I'm still the greatest
And I'ma bad man

I'm still the greatest
I'm pretty, I'm still the greatest
And I'ma bad man

I'm still the greatest
I'm pretty, I'm still the greatest
And I'ma bad man

I'm still the greatest
I'm pretty, I'm still the greatest
And I'ma bad man

Now he better lay down
Test me boy, I trust my dawgs
In the name of the Lord
T H U G were not raised in hell

Just spray with the G A G E
Smack 'em with the buck shot
Guard your face next mornin'
I read on the front page news

And obituary, you stupid mothafucka
Shoulda known not to step to flesh
None the less, he is one less bitch

For me to worry about
For the people in time
I sex my wine, hit 'em up two times
With a three piece nine

Then dumps the body and
He's the one got the gun
With the most of niggas
Release the beast

Nevertheless, they sleep in silence
It ain't over for you snitches
Can't handle the truth, it hurts punk
And the next shot off the floor

Inside his stomach
Bitch now put 'em in the mud
Slowly, slowly, see it inside you
Open your mind, deep in your mental

Flesh'll get your best
Shoulda made you realize
I stay thirsty by the flesh
It'll be test to try me

Little bit on the front in the aftermath
When the long gone home
It ain't shit, thought you knew me
Till I made it known

Nothin' to pick up the gage
Explotion blow
Contest not the Fith Dawg
Never they know

Check out my future
From the second league
They take out the streets
Where this thugsta dwell

All up in St. Clair, hit 'em up S C T
Where them hang niggas trippin'
Sippin' the fifth of rose
Everybody buzzed

Steady remenissin'
On back and to think how they roll
Unloaded fo, fo's
Niiga makin' my money daily double

It's the reason they call me stack
That nigga to peel back
Your mothafuckin cap

I'm still the greatest
I'm pretty, I'm still the greatest
And I'ma bad man

I'm still the greatest
I'm pretty, I'm still the greatest
And I'ma bad man

I'm still the greatest
I'm pretty, I'm still the greatest
And I'ma bad man

I'm still the greatest
I'm pretty, I'm still the greatest
And I'ma bad man