Just pay attention Here's a story bout my lil' homies, straight thuggin Lil' bad young motherfucker, gotta love him You catch him in his G ride, clutchin his Glock Screamin Outlaw (Wessyde motherfucker) bustin on my enemy's block Educated on these cold streets Gettin money makin dummies out the police, ain't no peace For an adolescent nigga to rap, so be a thinker Bud smokin twenty-four seven, everyday drinker Got my diploma but I never learned shit in school Mo' money, mo' bitches, mo' murder fool Always the young niggas gettin in shit She wouldn't stop to conversate so you called her a bitch (BIATCH) Bustin on paper thin motherfuckers Drinkin gin 'fore you get to sinnin on them busters Emptied his clip, passed by like he didn't know me Everybody duckin, my fuckin lil' homies