Cup Of Dat

(GMoney)

Ayy, I poured a cup of that
Ayy, I poured a cup of that shit
Ayy, I poured a cup of that shit
Had me forgeting to cover the blick
I ain't even got nothing to cover this shit
Naw, boy, you might get a couple percent
But how in the fuck you gon' score on the bench?
Ayy, they say he drove with the bricks
I think I drove with a bitch
And she know my heart is cold as ice, it's 'bout as cold as my wrist, ayy
You know Z Moneyski with me, nigga, he looking out for the blicks
You probably think that I'm fucking your bitch, she a fan, we just took a couple of pics
Shit that I'm doing ain't normal, son
Out my brothers and sisters, I'm the only millionaire, boy, I'm the normal-est one
Ayy, I got the kill, make sure it's a flawless one
1080, all is won
One fall, then we all fall, we done
I don't just rap, I'm a bodyguard too
Gravedigger C4 coming for you
I picked the Percocet first over the bitch, I trust the Percocet more
I put my back to this shit, then C4 kick, that's how we open the door
Yeah, you was exchanging capping, internet talking, now you a lick, yeah
My bitch just came, said she hate me, well, tell a bitch I hate her more
Ayy, you know I came with this K on the floor
Mr. Dangerous aiming shit, call me C4
If I don't call her back, she'll be calling me more
If I don't show the racks, they'll be calling me poor
If they don't see the play, they gon' think I need more
If they don't see the Wraith, they gon' think I didn't score
Better go check the plates on the straight like before
They say I dropped the rakes with the BDs before
Ayy, but none of that shit be true, they say I'm cracking folks, maybe I do
Take what I do and then try to apply it to you
But all of that shit be fu', ayy
And when me and Lil Bizzle be coming from Lenox, know that shit be new
Ayy, Big Boss CEOski, that's you
Say he did that, ain't brought me no proof
So how we believe it?
Don't worry, he capped to me too
Don't worry, nigga, they turned they back on me too
Know they hating on me 'cause these rackies be blue
Money sitting big like Shaq in the coupe
Drac' get to spitting, I'm back in the booth
Lil' buddy damn near died, he was lacking with you
I'm just telling the truth
Went out of town on some business and came back and flooded the 'partments
They steady begging C4 for forgiveness, but you better get that from gardening
Up that bomboclaat, then spark 'em
Going in and out the spot, we gon' mark 'em
We known for digging graves, get a coffin
I'm tryna fuck your face, then I'm off it
Ayy, wherever he lay, then we chalk it
Money machine go, "Fft, beep," that's just 'cause the money be talking
Yeah, we up in the sky, we be hawking
'Za got me coughing
Pull up, look at me wrong and we tossing
Whip Boy George, but I ain't go to Boston
See he got money, now there go the flossing
I learned how to take all my wins with the losses
4, nigga
Yeah, Backdoor, nigga
Big Boss CEO, nigga
Backdoor C4, nigga
Yeah, she dropping the lo', huh?
Oh, this bitch must wanna go
They look the other way when we be looking for smoke
Twenty-two-three right up under the coat
7.62s, I keep that at the door
Don't ask me 'bout shit that you see on the floor
D-Mac blitzing when he get a 'bow
Ice still glistening, I'm tryna be low
Nigga so P, I was pimping a ho
Niggas know me, I was broke once before
Asking me what I use when I cut up the coke
I cut the Wock' with the juice from the store
We took him off, it was me and Pluto
It ski with the K, ain't no aim when I blow
I told the plug gracias for the load
Nah, we don't run 'round the lobby no more
Ayy, I'm not hiding, you can find me for sure
Just look for the beam and the Glock 9 gold
He ain't 'round my team if he ever got hoed
BMF never made it, but Meech never told, on God, 4