Man I run this rap shit
(Get ya hands up high, hands up high, hands up high)
Rest in peace to Biggie Smalls
(Get ya hands up high, hands up high, hands up high)
R.I.P. to Tupac
(Get ya hands up high, hands up high, hands up high)
Nigga roll that good shit
(Get ya hands up high, hands up high, hands up high)
(Here we go!)
Man I run this rap shit
(Get ya hands up high, hands up high, hands up high)
Rest in peace to Biggie Smalls
(Get ya hands up high, hands up high, hands up high)
R.I.P. to Tupac
(Get ya hands up high, hands up high, hands up high)
Nigga roll that good shit
(Get ya hands up high, hands up high, hands up high)
(Here we go!)
Ayo I'm hotter than a pilot man
I catch a body man, Bs an Ks are lyin on the polygram
These OGs talk about back in the days
I'll have a RIP sign on your Myspace page
I'm in ya town nigga
Drop ay nigga, GCT coupe in sour grey nigga
I'm a 8 nigga, a gorilla in the mist
I hold weight nigga, my connects gots bricks
That's how it go, you want platinum
We still got the same cars, same house, an still fuck the same broads
Dreams of fuckin a R&B bitch
Damn you look good girl, but get your teeth fixed
I'm the Teflon Don boy, i get busy
Your next two songs, do the shit with Pretty Ricky
760 drive by like tick
With two hoes in the whip lookin like flip
Yeah nigga
Man I run this rap shit
(Get ya hands up high, hands up high, hands up high)
Rest in peace to Biggie Smalls
(Get ya hands up high, hands up high, hands up high)
R.I.P. to Tupac
(Get ya hands up high, hands up high, hands up high)
Nigga roll that good shit
(Get ya hands up high, hands up high, hands up high)
(Here we go!)