Hamm, what's up, *****! [ Hamm ]
What's up, my brother
Just loungin, you know
Bout to crack this 40 ounce [ Quik ]
Oh, look at you, lil' ol' alcoholic-ass ***** [ Hamm ]
Well, you know
I got to have it, my brother, ain't nothin changed
You wanna hit it? [ Quik ]
Yeah - what's up? [ Hamm ]
Hey man, you tell
ME What's up with the album, man? [ Quik ]
Hey man, we tryina finish that mutha*****a, man
And eh - I need one more song [ Hamm ]
No *******t [ Quik ]
Yeah, I wanted to know if you wanted to bust on it? [ Hamm ]
Oh, without a doubt, you know
I'd love to [ Quik ] 'member that *******t you was bustin for me over the phone
That sucka-free *******t? [ Hamm ]
Yeah, I remember that *******t [ Quik ]
Well, won't you put that *******t right about...
HERE (Sucka) (Sucka) (Sucka) (Ha?) (Now a sucka raises up off of you)
Did you miss me?
It took a little time to get sucka-free
But since a young g it's
PPC Ain't no shame in the name
And still true to the game
Still servin suckers, just the same
No sense, and dwellin in the past tense
I roll with
Quik, so you better check your ladies, gents
Cause I'ma teach her how to break you, right before
I break her
After I make her, then
I shake her
Yeah, I know, you heard it all before
But I can't deal, cause
I see you're still simpin for a hoe
Claimin pimp, but you're payin for the pu'
Silly sucker, punk mutha*****a
They only flock and jock
Cause you're fillin up they pocketbooks
And you're still judgin *****es by they looks
When it's really all about what she can do for you
I do for me and still see a
True Ah-ha, really?
Do you hear me, bro?
Got your name all on your lips, but your chick trips
Oh no, never will
I lower to your level
And I got 17 for ya, devil
Too True to ever let a sucker like you
Make me do somethin that
I don't wanna do
I'm still real with it, you gots to deal with it
I serve that ass like a clocker,
I don't give a *****
But who you're doin, how you're doin
Or what you do it with
You better miss me with the dumb *******t
So when you're speakin on the
Playa Hamm or my *****
Quik Everybody knows you're suckin on a fat *****
It ain't nothin to nuttin in your ass, so that you see clear
Boomin in your ear, so
I know you hear
Bump this in your
Coupe with your
R&B wanna-be-me
Trick-ass,
I'm sucka-free