[Intro]. It's all about the 6 figgas. You ballin nigga if you got five figgas. [Verse 1]. I got my AK nigga and I'm quick to blast it. Game tight like elastic. Wit a block ??? murder jack it. Eraser Baby Gangsta V.L. nigga. I'm on a trail to Hell before I go I want 6 figgas. Uptown is where you catch me doin' dirt gun slangin. Nuts hangin for sho play me short and I'm bangin. I ain't no ho my heart don't pump water it pump liquor. Watch your step I'll hit ya I promise I'll split ya. Click-Clack everything I pack got hollow slugs. I'm the definition of a thug. My whole click sellin drugs. Ain't no love if ya outside the CMB. We risin drivin Lexus and big body. Got them whole thangs for ten a key niggas think we tellin tales. But on the real we got whole thangs for half a sell. F.B.I. tryin to nail but our click covered up smooth. Whatever you do or how you do it's all on you. Hot Boy 16 playin wit G's. This rap game is the life nigga ya wouldn't believe. What I go through and what I see it's amazin. On the slick thirty six ounces top twenty I'm calculatin. Hoes catchin masturbation shit's a trip. But I'm bout moola fetti cheese green my grip. Nigga don't slip cause i got 10 clips and I flip for it. Nigga believe I'll rip a nigga shit for it. [Chorus]. In my city it's a struggle you hustle to live large. But you step or get stepped on times is hard. Shit get real head get bust blood spill. It's bout havin thangs that's why I want a mill (2x). [Verse 2]. Nigga don't you trip cause I done came up on a lick. And I'm servin thirty gram ounces for six. I got the block sewed up now come to me. I'll take ya to B. he went down to ten a key. We got coke floatin through that U.P.T.. Glock totin locin in the GS3 bubble. In the Lexus 450 Cruiser block bruiser nigga don't let the age fool ya. Head bussa Hot Boy young baller. The AK I pack is used for manslaughter. My mind is to be respected or ya neck come off. Cause Uptown there's no hesitation to set it off. Load it up release safety and bust. Retaliation is a must I don't give a fuck. I'm checkmatin niggas that's on the real so wuz happenin. I'm full of that dope scratchin and I'm bout that action. Is you bout that action if not clear a path. I'm mad I jacked a nigga and an ounce is all he had. That's sad you stun'n jepardisin ya wig. Doin' that petty hustlin ain't comin up on shit. What's the reason bein on the block all day. You ain't got nowhere to lay that nickel and dime pay. You'll do better grabbin a K. bein ready to spray. Make a muthafucka day nigga be ready to spray. [Chorus]. [Verse 3]. Spark the beef up like a lighter i'm a gangsta rap writer. Everytime I spit I get tighter and tighter. Keep it real when I flow hollow points I throw. Quick to chop a nigga down like a fuckin lawnmow. Playin a flow over the limit in this music business. Come wit shit ya gotta listen til the fuckin song finished. Young menace sport girbauds and reebok tennis. Nigga know if I got beef I spin a bin spinnin. Can't calm me down cause I'm from Uptown. Call me it's war wit an army wit tommy guns. Wit drums a hundred plus shots comin from 'em. I don't give a fuck if I did 'em then I done 'em. Take notes bitches always try to be close. Silent when you got money but naughty when ya broke. Bustas wanna be ya boys when they know ya got coke. I stand alone all the time bitch niggas catch a poke. I hustle hard for what I want if I don't then I'm a broke nigga. Wit no money on my block then you a joke nigga. I rap now I put aside that coke nigga. But if I gotta I grab my ducht tape and my rope nigga. [Chorus]. [Talking: B.G.]. I want a mil ticket (gettin wicked) mil ticket. On the real V.L. my nigga Big Moe 2-2-3. L.T. Adam G.A. Black Ten. EightBall Derek lil Turk Hot Boys. My nigga Bubba got the Hummer. For the summer