[Hook x2] Girl you claiming the what? Let me know what's up Won't you bang in the cut Then you say what up (x9)
[Verse 1: Black Milk] Yeah, double or nothing came from nothing Still rep the hood that I come from "Where you come from? " City where the guns run deep the police won't come And the streets no fun At night were the street lights won't come On where you might get torn on some Block, you could probably lose your life on one Do or die from junior high to Cooley High, niggas banged out in it All the same where they all bang And all slang in the same house with it These niggas live it, roll big trucks Just to guarantee these hoes gon' fuck Pull up already know what's what Sit her in the back just to let her roll up It's a living hell nigga dark and hot Cats walk the block don't talk a lot Might talk a lot and the sparks'll pop Outside the spot of the parking lot
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Black Milk] Story about the kid that's tryna live, that's tryna get the dough up Hold the piece, sold the blunt outside the liquor store front Roped up if it goes down little homie don't choke up Pull out let 'em all go, let the fo' bust innocent bystanders so what? Nah nah, that's how they thinking around here Niggas ain't thinking around here You get dropped at the drop of a dime or a blink 'round here In the club don't spill your drink 'round here On a niggas sneaks, niggas don't think 'round here Pop it up, pop the trunk, pop the Out here no fear no way Back to the moral of the story, okay Back in the place where you might fall apart It's the beauty and the ugly of it all (x5)