New Charlotte

It's get rich or die tryin' like that nigga 50

And I'm about to go dumb like Timmy

You ain't talkin' money, we look at you funny

Lil nigga you wastin' your breath

I told my niggas, "I'll see you at dinner"

We eatin' 'til nothin' is left

My bro in the kitchen, he chef

But he keep the TEC, you would think he a ref

That .30 on me like I'm Steph

But all my bitches as jazzy as Jeff, Fresh

Prince in the city of Queens

Chasin' that sack 'til they crown me a king

Sacramento home team

I'm better than clever, ball harder than Webber whenever

Whoever however they want it

No competition, ain't got no opponents

My seat at the throne, they can't stand that

Cause I Eminem, Kim and Stan rap

A nigga might start shootin' if I don't know y'all

My city made a nigga's heart so cold, dog

Your bitch got nice lips and I'm like road dog

Pour 4's 'til I'm throwed off

The biggest menace since Dennis and O-Dawg (Aye)

Niggas I know, they come shop for the work

Lay you on the floor and take all of your cash

Fuckin' these bitches, no cuffin' these bitches

No lovin' these bitches, they all for the smash

Niggas I know, they come shop for the bricks

Lay you on the floor and take all of your pounds

Got love for my niggas, shed blood for my niggas

Bust slugs for my niggas, I'd die for my rounds

Niggas I know, they come shop for the work

Lay you on the floor and take all of your cash

Fuckin' these bitches, no cuffin' these bitches

No lovin' these bitches, they all for the smash

Niggas I know, they come shop for the bricks

Lay you on the floor and take all of your pounds

Got love for my niggas, shed blood for my niggas

Bust slugs for my niggas, I'd die for my rounds

To keep it one hunnit, I'd rather get blunted

These bitches be all for the smash

I'd bleed for my brothers, I love 'em, we thuggin'

They run in your spot for the cash

A bitch nigga run up, I post up with gunnas

It go down they bustin' your ass

I'm up 'til the sun up, I'm juugin' with Bird

No Stunna, we overgrind hard for this cash

We ain't kiddin' like JK, my homeboy got an AK

Only aimin' where your hood hang

It rock-a-fella like Just Blaze

The AK MJ how it give fades

Pussy niggas Shaq feet, boy you been gay

These niggas MIA like where the Heat stay

I'ma catch 'em with the work in the breezeway

Better freeze or catch a bullet like a Brees play

We need cake like a b-day

I hang with my niggas, my niggas my woes

Don't fuck with too many cause niggas be hoes

Bitches ain't shit, they gon' fuck with your foe

All for the smash so I'm passin' a ho

Sprint to the money, I dash and I go

Cause niggas be bitches and actin' like hoes

Be screamin' "Fuck 12" when they call em' the most

Niggas I know, they come shop for the work

Lay you on the floor and take all of your cash

Fuckin' these bitches, no cuffin' these bitches

No lovin' these bitches, they all for the smash

Niggas I know, they come shop for the bricks

Lay you on the floor and take all of your pounds

Got love for my niggas, shed blood for my niggas

Bust slugs for my niggas, I'd die for my rounds

Niggas I know, they come shop for the work

Lay you on the floor and take all of your cash

Fuckin' these bitches, no cuffin' these bitches

No lovin' these bitches, they all for the smash

Niggas I know, they come shop for the bricks

Lay you on the floor and take all of your pounds

Got love for my niggas, shed blood for my niggas

Bust slugs for my niggas, I'd die for my rounds

Nigga go crazy on yappas

Run with them choppas, cookin' up beef with that China

I'm a young nigga who's solid

Max on that shotta, Dub TG that's on my mama

Show me a check or show me respect

Either way it go I'm comin' for necks

These bitches around me, they know I got next

You takin' her out, I'm takin' her mouth

She strip on the side, I'm dick on the side

Broke down a whole brick and got rich on the side

Come to my crib, you see killas inside

Shout out to Beata, I'm from the north side

Bless up to Ghetty, I love the west side

Thuggin', thuggin', thuggin', thuggin' it out

Boy you should die, come to my city, you might not get out

Niggas be claimin' they know me, don't know what you talkin' about

Nigga don't try to lil bro me, you'll get a gun in your mouth

My nigga that's not a real Rollie, why are you playin' around?

See you let these bitches control you, you are not fit for the crown

Kings