Lyrics:

Its some frauds round here niggas better stop hatin for they dissapper i see the same old shit and pop the same old shit till your neighborhood hit bitch disrespect they kno ya dog them 3rd war high force soldiers dog and make a nigga understand when you fuckin with a soldier with that grand master plan im tryin to make a few million buy a few buildings one day stop dealin and go and raise my children got it on my mind that's the way a nigga livin I'll bring you back to 84' dope game jumpin when the water hit the floor nigga 'cause we was doin it dog everybody gettin money we was doin it dog




Look it's sunday we in the hood gettin the groove on every nigga uptown gotta have they cool on and the birdman down nigga represent the bling 'cause i hold my own crown nigga shit a hood rich high clique who come from the slums where they pack extra clips i love em nigga the only way that we kno is how to flip and restore and go and get some more dough nigga