歌詞
Ayo Tex what up ****
I done turned you into the Mexican World Star
Hahaha
Now everybody wanna be down
The trendsetter ****
Let's get it
**** come see me when they want that fire
I am the gatekeeper, Lucki no lie
**** that diss me gon get a reply
I will kill their career and won't take one more try
I think my track record speak for itself
Solo, I'm dolo, I don't need no help
Stop at the gallow, I need a new belt
Watch that Mexican go do it like nobody else
Everything I spit real
Ain't no made up shit here
**** braggin bout shit they ain't got
Then they wonder why **** round here can't feel
We was really gettin off them pounds
**** know how Lucki get down
I can give you all the rules of the game
But you probably won't listen anyway and go drown
I don't really trust nobody
Everybody tryna make a dollar
**** see you ballin while his kids home starvin
He'll kill you for the plug, no problem
The closest ones to you be the one to go get ya
Ain't feed your dogs so that boy came and bit ya
It's a cold world, better bundle up ****
Lil Chris and I'm missin and this is the scripture
Better feed your dogs man
Boys'll come bite you
Cold world mane
Ain't no love in these streets
The streets love nobody man
Remember that shit
That's rule number one
I rap for the cash, I don't rap for the fame
In my own lane and boy I am a king
Other boys in the game they come after me mane
But Lil E D O G homie pass me the drank
Let me pour that shit
Pull up on fours with a throwed ass bitch
Pass her the strap, she gon hold that shit
Man he showed me where it's at so I stole that brick
Splashing swag sauce on em
Since way back when he had braids on him
**** wanna act like they ain't ever saw him
Ridin in a 'Lac or maybe in a foreign
Ain't no Jordans on me, these Seppi's mane
Everybody say they made me
And these laws wanna come arrest me
Boy I'm Coca Cola, no Pepsi
I'm on a jet ski in the month of December
It's sunny and warm by equator, remember
I'm king of the mountain, I feel like Goliath
I'm chopping up game on the mic like a blender
Do it for money, I'm feeding the fam
They said I fell off, where the fuck have you been?
Still spending money, wake up when I want
And I'm smoking cigars with my toes in the sand
The originator baby
Coca Cola, no Pepsi
I ain't your new generation ass ****
Aye you **** know who started this steak and shrimp shit mane
We been swag splashing on em mane
This ain't nothing new
Huh
**** fell off
**** I ain't never had no job
Been living off this rap shit ****
Ballin
Blue water white sand **** I'm there
Huh
Written by: Lucky Luciano