Made N*GGAZ

Intro: Menace co.....

Verse 1:Rick Ross

Bump me in Fila, my mi-mind thinking in Creole

They call me the chef, you know I fry like Gruyère

Started learning the ropes

Sweat sous in the Lotus

Homie taught me to whip

So he made us a toast

They speak my name like a myth, when they got me a ghost

Picked him up in the sweep

They gave my-my mind the most

They be hard on real (real) gotta stay on my toes

They be watching my twitter, gotta watch what I post

Now it's all 'bout our killers, wrong one to approach

What you spent on ya' video, that went on a coat

Spent a million with Jacob, another several with Johnny

I mean look at the bezel, we got it looking Versace

Verse 2: Game

I AM, like Nas' album cover

28's powder covered

Pillsbury dopeboy, I-I I know all about an oven

I know all about dimes, she know all about a phantom

She be with them dirty birds, I know all about a Lammen

Zone 4, zone 5, zone 6, 7 to ball like Roy Hibbert...7 2

Be on my pimp shit like 19 72

World is my bathroom, I'm shitting, like Devon do

I was born 11 2, 9 in my waist

And I'll buss it baby, put these pliers in ya' face

And when ya see me, I want you to think LeBron and Kobe

Red and yellow diamonds n**ga, shine Rollie

I'm a baller n**ga, swagger scattered me

10 bitches to every n**ga, just like I said

Unknown -

Still up in that trap getting guap

Out the sewer, now my crib size of co-op

I'll be black rat with that block

We be them brick squad, ask Lock

Versace shit, so Chop

Coulda been St. Quentin or block

But I do door that Ghost

I stack two floors that loaf

I'll be 46 for that coach

I'll be 5/6 for that rope

Huuuuuuuuuuuh

Make me so sick I go violent

Jam on no time to

Cheat on my bitch

You know I'm designer's

But I'm just a product of my environment

Young n**ga, young n**ga

Pop pills, make mills young n**ga

Got rich, stay trill young n**ga

Still talking that still, young man