クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Drama
Performer
Devin the Dude
Performer
LA the Darkman
Performer
Mr. Porter
Performer
Twista
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carl Mitchell
Songwriter
Denaun Porter
Songwriter
Devin Copeland
Songwriter
Lason Jackson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Frye
Mixing Engineer
Brandon "Trendsetter Sense" Douglass
Executive Producer
DJ Drama
Executive Producer
Jeremy Stevenson
Recording Engineer
Lason Jackson
Executive Producer
Michael Poye
Recording Engineer
Mike Chaz
Recording Engineer
Mr. Porter
Producer
歌詞
Oh, that's that smooth shit
(Twista, L.A.D., Devin the Dude!)
We 'bout to do this shit like this
Yo, Drama, take that shit back for 'em one time
(Uh-oh!)
Ha-ha, cocaine in the flesh
Been in the game since Brand Nubian was spittin' "Rain It" at a tech
I done spit lyrics for DJ Jam Master Jay and Kid Capri
Now it's DJ Drama, now you all on the dick, lil' mama
Where the fuck was you at when a ****
Was on the block? (Where you at?)
When a **** was drivin' dirty Nikes with no knot? (Where you at?)
Before the Billboard number one spot
It was so hard to get a bitch to get
Down and suck on the cock (Straight)
Before rockin' the Bentley and I got so popular
Thuggin' with the GD's, you wouldn't
See me even with binoculars (Uh-uh)
Steady actin' like you ain't been ran through
Never give a **** no pussy, now you
Sweatin' and talkin' 'bout you a fan too
Before the penthouses and the trucks and Impalas
Tell me, where was you at when a **** needed a couple of dollars?
I remember her off the block, now I can't fuck with lil' mama
Walk off on that ho, I'd rather let another bitch holla, holla
Most of my life in the trap bein' grimy (Oh yeah)
On the grind, tryin' to stay out the county (Oh)
Remember times when I ain't had no money (Oh yeah)
I got bread now, these bitches all on me (Yeah)
'Cause underneath all the cars and clothes (Cars and clothes, L.A.D.)
The lights, the bling and gold (Oh, oh, oh)
Diamonds and gold
Underneath all of that I'm still jammin'
Bitches used to say "Ugh," now I got pull
My life like Ace from "Paid in Full"
Low like a turtle, my queen mad fertile
Run a marathon, same time jumpin' hurdles
Put a broad on a plane, brick in her girdle
Why I'm still here? Got my life in gear
Fuckin' a rich white bitch like Britney Spear
Runnin' in her hard like a car hit a deer
Live life no fear, boxed in like a square
Two Coronas with lime, sip my beer
My vision so clear from the front to the rear
That's why I'm reclined in a La-Z-Boy chair
Can't see me like I'm air, but I'm there
Mean I'm here, like Ray Lewis or Steve McNair
Real hall of famer, real big gamer
Semi-automatic or four-fifth flamer, L.A
Most of my life in the trap bein' grimy (Oh yeah)
On the grind, tryin' to stay out the county (Oh)
Remember times when I ain't had no money (Oh yeah)
I got bread now, these bitches all on me (Yeah)
'Cause underneath all the cars and clothes (Cars and clothes)
The lights, the bling and gold (Oh, oh, oh)
Diamonds and gold
Underneath all of that I'm still jammin'
It's a blessin' to be still in the game
Considerin' where I came from
The music changed, some will continue to hang
I'm right where I oughta be
Whatever obstacle in the way, won't let it bother me
Grindin' since the early teens in my dirty jeans
Now I'm on the scene fulfillin' my worldly dreams
So get yours, I'll get mine
In due time, we'll be able to survive simply with slick rhymes
But nowadays you gotta find different ways
To keep your pockets on fat, who got it? Where it's at?
Shit, you gotta go get it
The road, you gotta hit it, the show money, split it, yo
And if everybody with it, we can make somethin' happen
With the push of these buttons and some cut-cuttin' and scratchin'
I've been rappin' for years, and I think I'm gonna
Sing or do anything other than slang on the corners
Most of my life in the trap bein' grimy (Oh yeah)
On the grind, tryin' to stay out the county (Oh)
Remember times when I ain't had no money (Oh yeah)
I got bread now, these bitches all on me (Yeah)
'Cause underneath all the cars and clothes (Cars and clothes)
The lights, the bling and gold (Oh, oh, oh)
Diamonds and gold
Underneath all of that I'm still jammin'
Written by: Carl Mitchell, Denaun Porter, Devin Copeland, Lason Jackson
