Ed MOTHEREFFING G
Chances make champions
yeah theres stuff like gossip, and stuff off lights out thats hot, etc
but he went in and its like a classic cash money style verse
Yeah bytch I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
Can't see you little nikkas cause the money in the way
And I'm - I'm sitting high, a gansta ride blades
If you ain't gonna ride fly than you might as well hate
shyt, I gotta eat, yeah, even though I ate
No it ain't my birthday but I got my name on my cake
shyt, believe that: if your mans wanna play
Im'ma fukk around and put that boy's brains on the gate
Hey pick em up!
fukk em, let em lay 
Where I'm from we see a fukkin' dead body everyday
That's - Uptown! Throw a stack at em
Make a song about me, I'm throwing shots back at 'em
Ya bytch on my pipe, and she like a crack addict
She saw me cooking eggs and she thought I was back at it
I grab the keys, "ho I gotta go"
I got my motorcycle jacket and my motorcycle locs
Classic opening verse and CLASSIC song
but he went in and its like a classic cash money style verse
Yeah bytch I'm paid, that's all I gotta say
Can't see you little nikkas cause the money in the way
And I'm - I'm sitting high, a gansta ride blades
If you ain't gonna ride fly than you might as well hate
shyt, I gotta eat, yeah, even though I ate
No it ain't my birthday but I got my name on my cake
shyt, believe that: if your mans wanna play
Im'ma fukk around and put that boy's brains on the gateHey pick em up!
fukk em, let em lay Where I'm from we see a fukkin' dead body everyday
That's - Uptown! Throw a stack at em
Make a song about me, I'm throwing shots back at 'em
Ya bytch on my pipe, and she like a crack addict
She saw me cooking eggs and she thought I was back at it
I grab the keys, "ho I gotta go"
I got my motorcycle jacket and my motorcycle locs
Classic opening verse and CLASSIC song
