Yeah, yeah, off the top, slick pop, know about it, jump back, come on, yeah, yeah, yeah, From front to backstreet, listen, we on a mission to get right, workin' street corner in the midnight, picture the scene, these fiends with five ten dollar dreams, scheme for a sack of that, believe that, I'm with whatever like we strobe, stuck serving my cocaine raw, drop sixty-two off the brick, jump back, twenty over, now that more money to get, slick, we finna lick on the corner without getting caught, for time, people slipping and money getting shot, plus that crooked cop, Brock, think we blow slanging, that why he ride through the hole with the door swinging, but I make moves, shake them tricks up out they shoe strings, we more precise when we do things, cause life like shaking the dice, but I'm up back twice like five deuce, four tray, okay, we stressing dirty, dirty, gonna represent it to the T-top, born and bred up on the street top, get to the money in the sweet spot, and forever holler, when we see cops, we stressing dirty, dirty, gonna represent it to the T-top, born and bred up on the street top, get to the money in the sweet spot, and forever holler, when we see cops, Cops and robbers, niggas be mindin' to get them dollars and cents, they get in the slump like baseball players when they shot on their rent, anything goin', you ain't knowin' how much money you spent, but in the real world, you're surrounded by these ladies and gents, who hang around you cause you be buyin' all the weed and all the chicken, bein' here by smokin' them out when you's broke, know they was missin', now you're ridin' by four deep, startin' to tear up your suspension, and your baby mama on child support, my fault, forgot dementia, you don't even have a checkin' account, wasn't thinkin' about no pension, I used to work at Steak and L.O. Gold off in the kitchen, had determination in the grass waitin', I got the whole rap world fascinated, I wanted a piece of the pie for me and my family, so I made it, continue to sell dope, and spend be getting paid a bill so you gon' do it for legislation, got this new policy, three strikes and you ruined, know where your crew at yeah, I'm stiffer than stress and dirty dirty, I'm gonna represent it till the tent top, pourin' bread up on the street top, get to the money in the sweet spot and forever hollin', forty four, when we sleek how I'm stiffer than stress and dirty dirty, gonna represent it till the tent top, pourin' bread up on the street top, get to the money in the sweet spot and forever hollin', forty four, when we sleek how I'm me and my buddy on the cut and they know we servin' them slabs, we better watch what we doin' and look out for Jonab, and quit rearin' up and standin' on this same old block, before our gangstas partnin' and get both of a shot, niggas talkin' cause they makin' some flow, but still ain't did nothin' that ain't been done before, you can't be tryin' to showcase, just put it down for your spot, and improvise and work with that little you got, so I think when I finish sellin' my last sack, I'm gon' take some of this money and go and give somethin' back, cause people won't forget about the time you gave, know what I'm sayin', and start thinkin' bout a path to pace, I'm stiggs fresh and dirty, dirty, gon' represent it to the T, born and bred up on the street top, get to the money in the sweet spot and forever hollin', forty four, when we sleek how, I'm stiggs fresh and dirty, dirty, gon' represent it to the T, born and bred up on the street top, get to the money in the sweet spot and forever hollin', forty four, when we sleek how, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, This is a little tune that we composed back on the first album. I know a lot of y'all players out there thought we wasn't gonna come back at y'all with this thing here, but it go a little somethin' like this.