Lights Camera Packin

[Intro]

Yeah!

We back

It's a true G thing boy (haha)

It don't stop

I feel bangin' ever

My car go up and down

My shoes' $1,400

Go run it

[Verse 1]

Uh!

My rap's like crack, my 'lac's night black

My strap's right here, don't get yo ass clapped

Wheels on the chairs, a crippled ass bat

You see the clouds in the sky? I put you passed that

I'm drunk and I'm blunted, my jeans 900, my green 550

You name it, I've done it

I'm cooler than a fridge, my Jeweller's on his biz'

Bandanna bid, bitches droolin' on the kid

I'm self Jamacain bred, on a paper bed

You put niggas to sleep, my lines wake the dead

My women don't argue, they just shake their head

Cook butt-ass naked, and they breaking bread

Henny and hit no mix, my last fix

Now it's '09, we've been on top last 6

Call the coroner, let him know we got a lot of stops

Nigga touch me, better be with a lot of shots

[Hook]

You can keep the fame, I ain't came for that

You can find me wherever the money at

In a Maybach, in my Yank' hat

Watch the way you talk, don't get yo face cracked

I'm throwin' [?] around, 'cause my people on

Shawty eye-ballin' me, I'ma take her home

And when it's all set and done, I'ma take the throne

Street callin' me, I can't leave the game alone

[Verse 2]

If you look at the television, you looking for [?]

'Cause radio don't play nothin' but popcorn

It's fucked up, Big L, Biggie, and Pac gone

Every other video of [?] on

Fuck a "Beef Juice", we don't make up nigga

We ain't cool, if I ain't ever cake up with ya

I'm a Mack, you should take my picture

And I prolly [?] same bitch that lay down with you

I seen a lot so I can tell a hater fast

And I hope they all fall down an elevator shaft

I'm in a whole another class, no question

Top 5 alive, there's no guessin'

Every nigga round me trilla, there's no yes men

The rap game ain't real, it's all wrestling

Car dealer, I line 'em up nice

And I can bring my jewellery out if there's not enough lights

[Hook]

You can keep the fame, I ain't came for that

You can find me wherever the money at

In a Maybach, in my Yank' hat

Watch the way you talk, don't get yo face cracked

I'm throwin' [?] around, 'cause my people on

Shawty eye-ballin' me, I'ma take her home

And when it's all set and done, I'ma take the throne

Street callin' me, I can't leave the game alone

[Outro]

Yeah

That's it, that's all

[?]

I got the ball, [?] all of yall

Boy stop, you damn [?]

I'm way up with it, deal with it

Yeah

South side stand up! We gettin' money

North side stand up! We gettin' money

East side stand up

West side stand up

What??