[Intro]
Just when it seemed I got everything straight and squared away, I gotta do songs like this that go against my good judgment
Fuck y'all, hell yeah, in a real way
You know why? Check it out
I done did everything in my motherfuckin' power to help you little bitch ass niggas, and y'all wanna talk about me? Mm-mm
[Verse 1]
I'm just handlin' my business
Doin' what I gotta to stay in this
But the motherfuckin' pressure is tremendous
All over the world, bitches and ladies wanna fuck us
And niggas be set-trippin' 'cause they suckas
On the outside, it's plain to see
That rich and famous is the thing to be
With one-time trippin' when they seein' nice cars
And groupie niggas kissin' ass just because we stars
Parties in the hotels, parties on the yacht
Parties in the back of my limousine hittin' cot
And I don't give a fuck that your single's outsellin' mine
Just give me a fifth of Remy Martin and I'm fine
But it seems like my crowd's gettin' smaller (Why is that?)
'Cause everybody's jealous of a baller
So when I come up to go back and get the niggas that I used to ride with
They don't know who to side with
And these mark ass niggas in the game
Talkin' that ho shit just to come up off my name
When I catch your asses in person, ain't no hesitation
Just prepare for the motherfuckin' confrontation
I'll make you say we're too much now
Fuck a record and some dissin', nigga, niggas gettin' touched now
In the street is where you'll meet your doom
Nigga, I don't think you really wanna hear my gauge go boom
[Chorus]
(You know that's right) Yes (Beatin' every day and every night)
'Cause my shits go boom
(You know that's right, beatin' every day and every night)
I said my shit go boom, boom boom, boom boom boom
(You know that's right, beatin' every day every night)
My shit goes boom
(You know that's right) Yes (Beatin' every day and every night)
[Verse 2]
I grew my motherfuckin' hair back
To give you niggas somethin' to stare at
'Cause you ugly motherfuckers can't wear that style
Just one of many that I introduced
And you perpetrators know who lit the fuse (You know), yeah
Tryna wear feathers with them Shirley Temples and gang of pimples
Only thing you couldn't steal is my dimples
Lookin' just like a facsimile of me
The OG from the CPT, Westside, nigga, please
Yeah, thanks for the compliment
But can you get up out my shit so I can represent?
And to you punk motherfuckers tryna diss my shit, you're sick
And Aaron Tyler, you're suckin' on a fat dick
'Cause the only real master's plan
Is ten Ben Franks folded in my hand
So fuck you and your mark ass clique
Y'all ain't no riders, y'all just bunch of run-and-hiders
Now y'all ain't nothin' but a broke down clique (Uh-huh)
Of over-the-hill alcoholics jockin' each other's shit (That's right)
Sold ten records talking about who's the hardest and the softest
But there's work at the post office
So don't ever try to get like thee (Never)
'Cause although you could see me, you could never be me
And your wack ass career is doomed
'Cause even if your album was the shit, you can never go boom
[Chorus]
(You know that's right, beatin' every day and every night)
Nigga, you'll never go boom
(You know that's right, beatin' every day and every night)
You can't blow up, you dud, you'll never go boom
(You know that's right, beatin' every day and every night)
Yes, you'll never go boom
(You know that's right, beatin' every day and every night)
[Bridge]
Let me give your little bitch ass a break
Hell yeah
Haha
And it don't stop
Y'all really don't understand
Y'all can't fuck with me, so stay down
I ain't finished
[Verse 3]
Now you know you can't salt me
I got that gangsta shit that's makin' bitches like MC Eiht salty
Yeah, even your baby's mama, skinnin' and grinnin' in your face
I fucked that bitch, now tell me how my dick tastes
And when you catch that ho, you should assault her
For lettin' me fuck in the same bed with your daughter
Yeah, the shit that I'm poppin' is a grip
I know it's fightin' words, but since you can't fight, don't even trip, you little scary ass bitch
I heard your ass cried like Prince when you heard Dollaz and Sense
You losin' cool points, now you're down to 76
And the way you sound it's like your mouth is full of my dick, geah
Let this be a lesson of what I'm all about
And you better keep my motherfuckin' name out your mouth
'Cause it's one in the chamber for every bitch ass nigga up in your room
And I don't think y'all wanna hear 'em go boom
[Chorus:]
(You know that's right, beatin' every day and every night)
My shit goes boom
(You know that's right, beatin' every day and every night)
Haha, my shit goes boom, boom boom, boom boom boom
(You know that's right, beatin' every day and every night)
My shit goes boom
(You know that's right, beatin' every day and every night)
[Outro]
And we up out
