Teach Em Something

He catch a body, I'll buy him a Benz

I need to see a psychiatrist

I got them young niggas on mob shit

Told my mama I'm thuggin', I'd rather be dead than rather be broke

She ain't believe I was thuggin' until the police kicked our door

I could teach you niggas somethin', teach you how to get a roll

How to break it out the pot, you gotta stand over the stove

Oh, they want me to talk my shit, I'ma talk my shit, I'm in that mode

Nobody gettin' spared no more, I just don't care no more

Gas a nigga like Texaco, pull up, got TECs at your home

Ask God to right my wrongs, ask God to clean my soul

Stickin' to the code, never fold, it's the vision

Seen some niggas feelin' bold, we ain't scored in a minute

I got niggas in the hold awaiting their trial, the charge is pending

It'd be bodies after bodies, niggas droppin' if they slippin'

I walk in Gucci, I buy it, I want it

I walk in Louis, I buy it, I want it

Won't walk in that bitch if that fire ain't up on me

Don't walk up wrong, lil' nigga, it's loaded

Pop me a Perc, now I'm high and I'm floatin'

I just spent twenty like fuck the commotions

I just made twenty like fuck the promotions

These niggas ain't got them no hustlin' motive

I'm robbin' the robber, jackin' the jacker

They was just talkin', but I got active

Rundown on the crew, let me have it

You can tell by how I talk, I ain't actin'

We was slidin' on niggas in traffic

Brought them bags, then we bringin' the baggage

Brought the beat, then we bringin' the madness

Brought the beater, we bringin' the caskets

I say what I mean, ain't no bendin'

Got bitches, they droppin' their panties

But I ain't got no time for romantics

I only got time for the fetty

I only got time for the fetty

I only got time for the fetty

I need that green, guap, lettuce

I need that cheese, I need it heavy

And that money fucking with my inside

Oh, the money fucking with my inside