Yeah, it's the Shady Records mixtape, Invasion Mixed by the evil genius, Tony Day-Yo, G-Neck Rap *** plays a major part in my life So if you jeopardize it, I got the right To send a mother***er at you tonight, G-Neck And I ain't stoppin' till my clique poppin' Swimmin' in barrels of money Michael walk around with a head up as a child and the dummy is funny Niggas are rapping, see you sufferin' and hungry, I'm comfy as hell Skatin' with another nigga's money, I'm pullin' your ass off You know you ain't that tough, I'm pullin' your ass off As soon as you act up, you know what I came for Piece of the game or artillery, that's about as long as a chainsaw I'm wide awake, but it still feels like I'm dreamin' 40 calendar, my pillow kinda fillin' my semen The physical presence of a female's the form of a demon That's why I *** him and leave him, get my nut while I'm breathin' You never thought they'd catch me slippin', now I'm duckin' and drippin' That's a thousand dollar outfit, what the *** is you drippin'? We trippin', no record can get my ass in position Death weighs for no religion, we're the Catholic or Christian Listen, I went through mama bitchin' in and out the kitchen With proper because, papa was in and out the prison You got soldiers, but you still gotta respect the odds We got more four fives and nines than a deck of cards You can take me out the hood, but can't take the hood out me Cause I'm ghetto, niggas hate when you do good But when you broke, your friends and their enemies, they love you, they love you Cheep cheep, get the yayo, picture me bein' crack Outta town trips on the train, what? Cheep cheep, get the yayo, picture me bein' crack Show me, here we go, you can sniff me, cut me I'll turn you to a junkie, I'm the number one seller in the whole ***in' country Wall Street niggas, they cop me on the low White boys don't call me coke, they call me blow It's time to go, on the bus, the train, the plane I'm smuggled, I'm nothin' but trouble I make your money double, cook me in bacon soda I turn your hoop rockin' to a new Range Rover I pay all your bills and fill your refrigerator Feed your family, turn your man to a hater Put me in the door panels of your stash box Put me in your Nikes, Timbs, or Reeboks If you cop three and a half, you hustlin' backwards Cop a hundred grams, you movin' forwards I'm tryin' to move more birds And PA all day on the corner third You can take me out the hood, but can't take the hood out me Cause I'm ghetto, bitchin' and polishing pistols I'm comin' to get you, when sales hit you, you screamin' Think I'm playin', I mean it Man, I done bought all this business, let's get it poppin' Stop wavin' my M1, sale cases get to droppin' And if it's round the corner, I got too much pride to hide I'm outside, gun in my pocket, just stuntin' I'm poppin', I'm dyin' I'm poppin', I'm young and I'm restless You know I'm not the fastest, as the world turns There's lessons to be learned, count on my blessings Clean up my weapons, I'm ready for war The strong survive, the weak surprise I told you before, hoes, they compliment me Now they fit me, next chain Velazio, twenty grand's a chip to the dice And it's rollin' out, you can't stop, you gotta watch it MTV, BET, nigga, you see me I'm one day every man, cause I'm doin' good Cause niggas feelin' me more than you in your hood And it hurts cause you love em' and they don't love you back Cause they know you just rappin' and you don't what you get You pussy Yeah, explain it to the niggas in your hood, nigga They know you ***in' drunk, nigga Talkin' like gangsters, you on the record I see you, nigga I see you, nigga Niggas know me, nigga Ask your man in my hood, nigga Bring the daily news, nigga You see him talk about me, nigga I'm in the middle of all kinds of *** Pussy Get it poppin'