Текст песни
100 bricks wrapped in a porsche truck, shooters in the back and the front
They come thru, g ya know we up
they droppin ya
They ain t shit, they like what the fuck
Bitch ya know wassup, g ya know we up Soulja, they ain t copsta us
pull up on your block
They pop at ya, whip it like tellafia Boy, my dad was a hustler
shooters in the back and the front
They come thru, we pull up big guns and we chop you off
ya throwin up
fuck the police
Pull up on your block, pull up on your block, whip it like tellafia
Bitch look at my chain and my ring, pull up on yo block and ya know i bust
They pop at ya, i be shootin choppas
You know we there, sod the gang
All my niggas comin, shooters in the back and the front
ain t shit stoppin us
Pull up to the trappin, ya throwin up
nigga know my game
It ain t none to us, 50.000 on my chain Boy, my dad was a hustler
Ya throwin up, i be in that rarri, whip it like tellafia
Sod the gang and my gun i trust, pull up on yo block and ya know i bust
they come thru
G ya know we up, sod the gang Boy, shooters in the back and the front
Fuckin with 100, it ain t none to us
Fuckin with 100, standin on the block, it wa none to us
Pull up on yo block and ya know i bust, ain t shit stoppin us
100 bricks wrapped in a porsche truck
Pull up on your block, fuckin with 100
It ain t no stoppin us, money comin in