[Verse 1: Birdman]
I'm the boss of the South, daddy, G of the game
24 inch rider, watch no name
But I'm the same old nigga, do the same old things
Them Cartier frames, big pimp in the game
A worldwide hustler, Stunna (Stunna)
From project gutters, get money, motherfucker
A known D-boy, in D-Town strugglin'
And when I hit the club, we pimp motherfuckers
Stay strapped 'cause I jack motherfuckers
Me and Lil' Lac stay mackin', motherfuckers
Birdman, daddy, no time to chill
We Cadillac drivers, flip bricks for real
[Chorus: Blade Icewood]
We ghetto boys, hot boys, Cheddar Boys
Pack metal boy, big chrome on the toy
Big noise in the trunk, chunks in our pieces
Skunks in one sheets, get high when you peep this
We ghetto boys, hot boys, cheddar boys
Pack metal boy, big chrome on the toy
Big noise in the trunk, chunks in our pieces
Skunks in one sheets, get high when you beep this
[Verse 2: Blade Icewood]
If it ain't about the profit, it's bullshit, homie
And just for the record, I got twenty Gs on me
Pull up in the Q45, me and Yiggidy
And please believe we got the glizzy and the stiggidy
It's a few niggas out here that wanna get rid of me
Might down for a while, so it's on til they sentence me
23's on the two-tone pick-up
Quick to whip a brick up, a bunch of ghetto niggas cliqued up
My crew got everybody, from Baby to Benny
Noah to 40, every record label coming for me
Whole things, long chains, on some '88 shit
Push a dark blue Benz with the same color cockpit
We some hundred percent hustlin' hot-cheddar boys
Real rich niggas, I'm tryna tell ya, boy
We that weed at, Fat Mike, I smell ya, boy
In a coupe with Big Jay, rims spinning, boy
[Chorus: Blade Icewood]
We ghetto boys, hot boys, cheddar boys
Pack metal boy, big chrome on the toy
Big noise in the trunk, chunks in our pieces
Skunks in one sheets, get high when you beep this
We ghetto boys, hot boys, cheddar boys
Pack metal boy, big chrome on the toy
Big noise in the trunk, chunks in our pieces
Skunks in one sheets, get high when you beep this
[Verse 3 ?]
I'm off a pill, worth a mil', I'm 'bout cash money
Low key through the week, roll a Six on Sunday
Got shit all over the country, I'm a cheddar boy, bitch, what
Gater seats in the Cadillac pick-up
Pick up [?] Jay, Ol' Rook, Fat Mike
Bitches tripping off the iridescent tail lights
Street Lordz, shrink wrapped in the Bentley
What you thought, Miramax on field [?] envy
We them guys, wanna leave my cheese circumsized
Street Lordz ain't just hood niggas, bitch, we a enterprize
[Chorus: Blade Icewood]
We ghetto boys, hot boys, cheddar boys
Pack metal boy, big chrome on the toys
Big noise in the trunk, chunks in our pieces
Skunks in one sheets, get high when you peep this
We ghetto boys, hot boys, cheddar boys
Pack metal, boy, big chrome on the toy
[Verse 4: Street Lordz]
Let up a door on the 'Ghini, let 'em see me
Cameras flashin', red carpet rolled out like we on TV
Yeah, nigga, this our life, ain't no fiction shit
B
1-800-STREETLORDZ from the bricks and shit
That's the number, H2, that's the Hummer
Tell 'em 'bout the [?] nigga that ran off, that's one under
Pass the dumber, nigga, I'm about to mash then cut him
Know I don't give a fuck, dog, I got a staff of thunder
Jags and hummers, come through and blast ya runners
Undercover never shoulda too the package from her
Plastic hugger, dope through the traffic smuggler
I'm a Street Lord, cheddar dirty, bastard Glover
[Chorus: Blade Icewood]
We ghetto boys, hot boys, cheddar boys
Pack metal boys, big chrome on the toys
Big noise in the trunk, chunks in our pieces
Skunks in one sheets, get high when you peep this
We ghetto boys, hot boys, cheddar boys
Pack metal boy, big chrome on the toy
Big noise in the trunk, chunks in our pieces
Skunks in one sheets, get high when you peep this
[Bridge: E Shine?]
Big bank, my pockets bulging
Lumpy from the knots I'm foldin'
[?] with the custom moulding
Cash money, ain't no tellin' how much I'm holdin'