Lyrics
Is you kiddin'?
Only digital gauges
Ridin' them blades
On 26's
Im'a glide in that 728
That 5 percent
Make them mind they business
You can't get none
Not one not a crumb
Babygirl better keep ya distance
Is you kiddin'?
You must be kiddin'
Blunt rolled tight
Hit the road
Too much pain
In my soul
Up all night
Till the morn'
Trying to blow up
My cellular phone
A playa need
A whole damn island
Just so he can feel alone
Black trash bag
Full of clothes
I'm just trying
To write these poems
Is you kiddin'?
From the south
To the west
True G's
Always gotta
keep it real widdit
Is you kiddin'?
Got the youth
Out robbin' and stealin'
Just for this meal ticket
Is you kiddin'?
These pimps and playas
Gon' stay about this real shit
Is you kiddin'?
From the south
To the west
True G's
Always gotta
keep it real widdit
Is you kiddin'?
Got the youth
Out robbin' and stealin'
Just for this meal ticket
Is you kiddin'?
These pimps and playas
Gon' stay about this real shit
Is you kiddin'?
From the south
To the west
True G's
Always gotta
keep it real widdit
You must be kiddin'
Can't tell none shit
Because they already know
Motherfucker's can't listen