You ready to do this nigga? You ready to come down here? This Virginia nigga We do this in broad daylight That's a whole different degree of homicide nigga I'm from Virginia, where ain't *** to do but cook Pack it up, sell it triple price, *** the books Where we re-up, relocate, re-off the roofs So we pull up, and ain't *** to do but look In my home, sweet home, I keep chrome next to my bones Altars my walk to limping Since I love the feel, I guess I'm passionately pimping It is what it seems, that thing ain't praying Through the seam of my jeans by all means Lost it all from life to love But my faith and my money helped me rise above See I turned to the Lord when them times got tough Bullied through the streets, powder I pushed and shoved In that old Virginia, out of ten niggas, nine are guinea No money, all they know is gimme, got semis waiting Heat like Caribbean summers, I've been there Each year, a different bitch wonder Who wins, she gon' fall under Push your mouth, guns or grimes With me, with thoughts of ***ing them, cross her mind Look ma, that's right up my alley I love my family, I want them all happy In Virginia, we smirked at the Simpson trial Yeah, I guess the chase was wild But what's the fuss about, see? Plenty of my partners feeling like O.J. Beat murder like the *** is O.K., that's what I do say Talk the evil that men do, I'm lost in the men too I miss you shampoo, we miss you shampoo And your grams too I'm from Virginia, where ain't *** to do but cook Pack it up, sell it triple price, *** the books We re-up, re-locate, re-off the ropes So when we pull up, it ain't *** to do but look I'm from Virginia, where ain't *** to do but cook Pack it up, sell it triple price, *** the books We re-up, re-locate, re-off the ropes So when we pull up, it ain't *** to do but look Seem like they all got a comment to make In regard to my paper, now they guessing my weight They fast to predict the outcome on my face Wonder about clips and if they got what it take Malice, he think he hard, tough guy to click And Pusha, he walk around like he swear he the *** You right on both counts bitch, clips is us And there are some things that you don't discuss Don't ask me about the Neptunes and what's they fare Don't ask about the loud screaming chick with the hair Don't ask about my music and how that's coming bout Don't ask about my album or when's it coming out Cause I feel like you really being funny on the sly Now face down, laying on your tummy or you die I tried being humble, humble get no respect Now the first sign of trouble, that's a hole up in your neck Plus what I look like spending my nights in jail I could never be a thug, they don't dress this well I reside in VA, ride in VA Most likely when I die, I'm gon' die in VA Virginia's for lovers but trust there's hate here For out of towners who think that they gon' move weight here Ironic, the same place I'm making figures at That there's the same land they used to hang niggas at I'm from Virginia where ain't *** to do but cook Pack it up, sell it triple price, *** the books Wherever ya're relocate, reoff them ropes So when we pull up it ain't *** to do but look I'm from Virginia where ain't *** to do but cook Pack it up, sell it triple price, *** the books Wherever ya're relocate, reoff them ropes So when we pull up, it ain't *** to do but look This is real youngin' Let's get to a whole different world youngin' This is real Live