I'll Holla Back

Hardwired for this shit, one-two, one-two
 Holla at me
 Yes sir, right back at your ass
 I still got it Haha
 Dave East, Big Snoop Dogg, DJ Drama
 Super Dave on the track, yeah, yeah
 Legendary (Gangsta Grillz)
 Niggas so impressed by other niggas raps
 But the thing you know best is "Bought a TEC" is cap
 'Cause you could get jacked on sight if you ain't precise
 Figure-four fistfights, make the homies take flight
 Flight, take off on you, like I ain't goin' to work today
 Most of your favorite rappers pussy, I know it hurt to say
 My mama told me hold my brother down, 'cause she was workin' late
 My cousin turned Muslim the minute he beat that murder case
 I've been all around the world and I've been doin' my thing-thing
 Some say that I'm the reason while y'all gangbang
 While you was in grade school, I'm takin' fades, fool
 Crippin' is international, so now we gettin' paid, fool
 They tryna rig the culture, you could say they vultures
 You dead sauce, so why the fuck you reachin' for that holster?
 Gangbangin' is a test, the stress'll give you an ulcer
 Snatch that chain off your neck, don't care if that shit a choker
 Cuz see Cripped out, why you so seasick?
 Cold on a ho, I leave that bitch anemic (cold)
 Me and Dave East, nigga, that's what we wit'
 Harlem thirties with that LBC shit
 People what we get, avoidin' the preset
 I'm hard as the cement, we robbed him for three bricks
 Avoid niggas that every time they call me, they need shit
 I'm Billy D smooth, blue flag and DG Crip
 Ricky Ross, Frank Lucas, bumpin' your Tucky Williams
 All of 'em had the crown, but none of 'em took it with 'em
 So it's our job to do what they couldn't do
 Hardwired for this shit, one, two, one, two
 So if you're lookin' for some real G's
 Let me show you where my niggas at (Where my niggas at?)
 And if you're lookin' for the bubble gum (Yessir)
 Holler at me (holler at me), I'll holler back
 Shooter told me he gotta clap if he catch it
 Balenciagas on, all-black, lookin' like Sketchers
 We ain't in the foreign, but she never seen a Tesla
 Mama did my laundry, fam, my .40 in my dresser
 Niggas said they gon' DP me, I shot the fade
 Now I'm gettin' head, I'm special ed, I got it made
 This hot grave got me in LA, like 'Wop wave
 I found out that crime pays, your shit is not John Blaze on
 Hustle like Ricky Ross, molotov holocaust
 I'ma get one off and then go and see the boss
 You's a bitch they play with like toys
 Get your drawers slapped off you, like the lil' homie Fatboy do niggas
 We group niggas, then we shoot niggas
 HMC, DPG, Kurupt and Snoop, nigga
 I repped my set, now I just do it in the booth, nigga
 From the dirt, I be with smurfs, we all in blue, nigga
 So if you're lookin' for some real G's
 Let me show you where my niggas at (Where my niggas at?)
 And if you're lookin' for the bubble gum (Yessir)
 Holler at me (holler at me), I'll holler back
 Hardwired for this shit, one, two, one, two
 Gangsta Grillz (Gangsta Grillz) Yes sir
 Ayy, Drama, haha, I told you, nigga (Mr. Thanksgiving)
 Still sound like Snoopy (I don't know what they thought, D-O-dub)
 Shit, nigga, I still got it