6 Rings

[Intro: Cantrell] Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah Yeah [Verse 1: Cantrell] If I say that I got it, then damn it, I got it I'm lookin' like Percy to niggas, they know I'm 'bout it I really ain't talkin' to niggas, I'm movin' in silence, ayy All of my cheese in lump sum, need all of my cottage, look Look at my wrist, it ain't nothin' there I can make ratchet look debonair Say that they ball but ain't got a pair I got the moves like I'm Fred Astaire West Sides dubs up, yeah, gettin' my dubs up, yeah Last of the real, look at my team, really who fuck with us? Yeah, wait [Chorus: Cantrell] Six rings, yeah Six rings, six rings, ayy Six rings, six rings, feelin' like Jordan Keep me a shooter, Rob Horry Six rings all for my shawty Six rings all for my, whoa, shit Six rings, feelin' like Jordan Keep me a shooter, Rob Horry Six rings all for my shawty Six rings all for my shawty Six rings, feelin' like Jordan Keep me a shooter, Rob Horry Six rings all for my shawty Six rings all for my shawty, yeah [Verse 2: Ezri] Bitch, I started goin' hard way before y'all agreed to this shit And the car push to start but we still got keys in the whip, yeah It seem like all niggas fraud and these broads be believin' this shit I gotta ball with my dawgs 'fore I ever trick-or-treat with a chick, look My young nigga got a stick, he can fit fifty-three in the clip, dawg My lil' brother look just like me, you know that my mini-me with the shit, dawg NBA the lifestyle, niggas got twenty P's, finna lift off That nigga said he had a hit, I heard it and it sounded like it was a bit off I'm the one these niggas bit off That boy puppy, I'm a big dawg All these niggas look a bit soft Boy, all that drip you had done dripped off And why your woman in the crowd reachin' for my balls? This is not a tip-off And if I like it then I wear it, cop a couple pairs Bitch, I feel like Rick Ross Why they actin' like I ain't the guy They been hatin' but I ain't surprised Heard that money counted and I came alive Nigga try to play, gotta pay the price Heard your music, that shit ain't suffice This shit come easy, it's a way of life I do what I like, I never take advice I got sick of ramen, now it's steak and rice, nigga [Chorus: Cantrell] Six rings, yeah Six rings, six rings, ayy Six rings, six rings, feelin' like Jordan Keep me a shooter, Rob Horry Six rings all for my shawty Six rings all for my, whoa, shit Six rings, feelin' like Jordan Keep me a shooter, Rob Horry Six rings all for my shawty Six rings all for my shawty Six rings, feelin' like Jordan Keep me a shooter, Rob Horry Six rings all for my shawty Six rings all for my shawty, yeah [Verse 3: 070 Phi] Six rings like I had six wives I been up straight like six nights Lil' homie poured up like six Sprites Keep your head up, nigga, get right I been on green light, green light Smokin' on green like I won't be needin' my lung And I don't feel no pain when I'm bleedin', I'm numb All for the gang, what you need? What you want? Know the code, street politics I got problems and it's not a bitch Fake body so she counterfeit Love it when them niggas doubtin' it Yeah that's food for the flame I just be doin' my thing I don't need to be verified They don't see this shit as clear as I One thing's for certain, we here to die Pushin' the limits Don't need permission to go out and get it, the world is mine Put in work and beat the paradigm Bookin' niggas for a pair of dime But I changed, I'm a man now Need rings on my hand now Feel broke with a band now Shots fired, that's a man down Hope them niggas understand now Don't be playin' like you can't drown I'ma just be where I need to be These niggas lookin' for easy street I learned some lessons from Eazy-E They can't be pickin' my pockets Okay, I get it, I got it I need some blue in my wallets I need some newer deposits You spend your money at Follies I'ma be stackin' the profit 'Cause I need six rings [Chorus: Cantrell] Six rings, yeah Six rings, six rings, ayy Six rings, six rings, feelin' like Jordan Keep me a shooter, Rob Horry Six rings all for my shawty Six rings all for my, whoa, shit Six rings, feelin' like Jordan Keep me a shooter, Rob Horry Six rings all for my shawty Six rings all for my shawty Six rings, feelin' like Jordan Keep me a shooter, Rob Horry Six rings all for my shawty Six rings all for my shawty, yeah