Your Shit Right

Chorus x2(JD): To all my bitches in the spot lookin' real fly An' all my niggas wit the corner lock gettin' high An' all my playas world wide it's just you and I, Get ya paper, get ya dough, get ya shit right. JD: First off, ya'll niggas know I don't slouch An' as a kid I done did the shit you talkin' about I'm from the South Ya heard? Where niggas fly birds outta Impalas Live lavish From ATL to Dallas An' the little palace Goin' once, goin' twice Everyday, livin' nice In the grey wit the ice Makin' money rollin' dice Livin' the life That ya'll dream of Puttin' niggas outta business like Sony did to Zenith You seen us? The green stuff An nuttin' else that's all I collect I got the hots like the Lox: Money, Power and Respect An' I can damn the check that any of ya'll niggas spit I stay hittinI ain't bullshittin'(he ain't bullshittin') Nigga Wit more glitter Than M.J. It's all pimp play When it comes to me An' ya'll muthafuckas know how JD gets down An' those who don't it's a new sheriff in town Feel me now