Send them niggas down the way so they can get bombed
They don't know I got the land mines in the lawn
I'mma get you sucka, from the moment that you pull the truck up
Get the fuck out and shut the fuck up
You gettin' stuck up
In front of all ya niggas
at The Rucker
Tough luck, motherfucker
Unless you want everybody to suffer
Stop it before I cock back and put some hot shit
Up in the cockpit
Get on some on-the-block shit
Get all up in yo pockets
It's not a game: gimme the change
Six in the door, one in the brain
Fifth-gear gas in the flow, switchin' the lanes
I gets down diggy-down down, flexin' downtown
Six bitches in the whip, equipped with surround sound
Bump it so the hood know I'm comin' through in a minute
Windows tinted when you see me in it, thought it was a rented (nope)
As you can see, it's just Jem and his women
This minute, the six truck procession behind us
Jem and them keep gentlemen tremblin'
Could be some trouble simmerin'
Remember when I used to start niggas out with the Timberlands?
A hundred niggas outside the club, Jim Gitterman
But if a bag of cinnamon brown-skinned shorty, then I'm in to win
Need trim, like a big truck need rims
Like a baller need a Maybach Benz, what?
Shorty get me off, I call back then, yup
Ghetto Pop Life (with Jemini)
- Ghetto Pop Life Intro
- Omega Supreme
- What U Sittin' On?
- The Only One
- Take Care of Business
- That Brooklyn Shit
- Copy Cats
- Don't Do Drugs
- Bush Boys
- Here We Go Again
- I'ma DooMee (Love Letter)
- Knuckle Sandwich
- What U Sittin' On? (DM's ..
- The Sh!t
- Ghetto Pop Life II