I'll Holla Back

Hardwired for this shit, one-two, one-two Holla at me Yessir, right back at your ass I still got it Haha, Dave East, Big Snoop Dogg, DJ Drama Super Dave on the track, yeah, yeah Legendary (Gangsta Grillz) Niggas so impressed by other niggas raps But the thing you know best is "Bought a TEC" is cap 'Cause you could get jacked on sight if you ain't precise Figure-four fistfights, make the homies take flight Flight, take off on you, like I ain't goin' to work today Most of your favorite rappers pussy, I know it hurt to say My mama told me hold my brother down, 'cause she was workin' late My cousin turned Muslim the minute he beat that murder case I've been all around the world and I've been doin' my thing-thing Some say that I'm the reason while y'all gangbang While you was in grade school, I'm takin' fades, fool Crippin' is international, so now we gettin' paid, fool They tryna rig the culture, you could say they vultures You dead sauce, so why the f*ck you reachin' for that holster? Gangbangin' is a test, the stress'll give you an ulcer Snatch that chain off your neck, don't care if that shit a choker Cuz see Cripped out, why you so seasick? Cold on a ho, I leave that bitch anemic (cold) Me and Dave East, nigga, that's what we wit' Harlem thirties with that LBC shit Paper what we get, avoidin' the preset I'm hard as the cement, we robbed him for three bricks Avoid niggas that every time they call me, they need shit I'm Billy D smooth, blue flag and DG Crip Ricky Ross, Frank Lucas, bumpin' your Tucky Williams All of 'em had the crown, but none of 'em took it with 'em So it's our job to do what they couldn't do Hardwired for this shit, one, two, one, two So if you're lookin' for some real G's Let me show you where my niggas at (Where my niggas at?) And if you're lookin' for the bubble gum (Yessir) Holler at me (holler at me), I'll holler back Shooter told me he gotta clap if he catch it Balenciagas on, all-black, lookin' like Sketchers We ain't in the foreign, but she never seen a Tesla Mama did my laundry, fam, my .40 in my dresser Niggas said they gon' DP me, I shot the fade Now I'm gettin' head, I'm special ed, I got it made This hot grave got me in LA, like 'Wop wave I found out that crime pays, your shit is not John Blaze on Hustle like Ricky Ross, molotov holocaust I'ma get one off and then go and see the boss You's a bitch they play with like toys Get your drawers slapped off you, like the lil' homie Fatboy do niggas We group niggas, then we shoot niggas HMC, DPG, Kurupt and Snoop, nigga I repped my set, now I just do it in the booth, nigga From the dirt, I be with smurfs, we all in blue, nigga So if you're lookin' for some real G's Let me show you where my niggas at (Where my niggas at?) And if you're lookin' for the bubble gum (Yessir) Holler at me (holler at me), I'll holler back Hardwired for this shit, one, two, one, two Gangsta Grillz (Gangsta Grillz) Yessir Ayy, Drama, haha, I told you, nigga (Mr. Thanksgiving) Still sound like Snoopy I don't know what they thought, D-O-dub Shit, nigga, I still got it