Hold up uhh..
  3 2 nigga
  nigga
  Lil Ron and Lil Flip
  
  Every day all day I gotta get dat paper
  nigga i'm independent i ain't wit no majors
  you know me, from doin diamonds in ya face
  the nigga wit da sucka free piece in ya face
  i started out wit C-Note i fucked wit ESG
  i found out dat the nigga wasn't real to me
  started snortin lines, stealin my flows
  so i moved on started doin my own shows
  i fucked wit Screw and he put me in da click
  i started free stylin every body on my dick
  it was freestyle pros not free style kings
  and nigga fuck you I ain't no freestyle queen
  you hatin on me cause you know that i'm a CEO
  and every time I do a show fans see me blow
  Do all the shit you can't do
  You ain't even from Houston Texas fool
  
  
  Niggas aint from the set that they claim
  And i'm here to let hot slugs just rang
  Rang in ya brain my bullets is untamed
  I'm off tha chain and I can't be contained
  I be rainin shots
  clearin up blocks
  Niggas know me I might stop in the drop and approach a bitch
  Come here little mama
  I got some game and a nigga wanna holla
  Spit 2 lines and i'm in her head
  and she in da passenger side ridin down homestead
  I represent tha Rosewood till I D-I-E
  And if you aint know I blow on dat endo tree
  its me
  i'm a young playa out da north
  hookin up wit lil flip up out da south
  Cloverland and Rosewood niggas know its all good
  i represent my hood
  its undastood
  
  
  I represent my hood and I move my work
  and I hussle, nigga, till I lose my shirt
  And when I move my work I stack da money
  And if you see me in the back of johnny
  That mean i'm gettin a watch or i'm gettin a ring
  and if i'm on the freeway you know i'mma speed
  cause i got a jaguar and it go so fast
  and i got credit cards i don't use no cash
  and when i pull up everybody say damn
  and when i show my platinum hoes know who i am
  i'm the i can do that nigga leanin to the left
  when i smoke tha do-do you'll fuckin lose ya breath
  cause all I do is smoke the real shit
  And im the nigga
  wit mo money den Will Smith
  
  
  I'm da nigga wit mo money den Will Smith
  Back door, lil flip nigga gone take a whiff
  of this good doe
  cause thats all we smoke
  killa, weed
  I got a trick up my sleeve
  Screens on watching greed
  make a bitch say please
  Lil' ron, can I have you
  You can't have me unless you do my whole crew
  
  
  Thats right
  you gotta fuck me
  you gotta fuck him
  you gotta fuck him, him, him, and him, and him
  cuz we da ones wit candy paints and big ole rims
  take a look at my piece we got big ole gems
  every time you see me all da hoes be stoppin
  cuz they know my trunks be poppin
  niggas lookin like boy they some rich niggas
  they ain't got 3 figgas they got 6 figgas
  I do a song nigga
  I hit da bank nigga
  I got da weed nigga
  I got da drank
  So what you wanna do nigga
  What you wanna sip
  how you want yo work nigga hard or whip
  I gve it to you how you want it
  Cause i'm a banker
  Big money maker
  Big face chaser
  about my paper
  so call me king kose
  Every time you see me
  I'm hoppin out lorenzo benzoes
  Endo is what's in my nose
  Starch, heavy starch thats in my clothes
  I'm slingin more than GI Joe
  I like some of dat shit though lemme do that...