10 Racks

Ten Racks in the city Now I'm feelin' real shitty In the back of the club Do you wanna come with me? Ride slow in the four while the paint drip Never see me in the morning aint no fake shit Nah In the foreign now I got the coke drip Nah (nah, nah) Now I'm tourin' round with the same clique Why you always see me on the same shit? Why you always see me with the same clique Fake hoes at the shows I don't give a f*ck Ten Racks in the back of the Benz truck I don't give a f*ck I just live it up F*ck the foes and the fakes they aint nothin' much Playin' double dutch What the f*ck is up In the foreign and I'm pouring up a double cup In the mornin' I don't know what the f*ck is up (What the f*ck is up? yea...) Never see me round town on the same shit Never see me round town with a fake bitch Nah See me on the road I don't take shit I don't take shit from a fuckin' fake bitch Nah When I come around I fuckin' make hits Ten Racks in my pack while I hit licks Ten Racks in the back while I get the stick (While I get the stick, while I get the stick..) Ten Racks in the city Now I'm feelin' real shitty In the back of the club Do you wanna come with me? Ride slow in the four while the paint drip Never see me in the morning aint no fake shit Nah In the foreign now I got the coke drip Nah (nah, nah) Now I'm tourin' round with the same clique Why you always see me on the same shit? Why you always see me with the same clique