Uhh, I falls through in a Hummer, Murphy, the Don, Lizzie, Keyuan   With the best thunder than Sean John, you don't want none   Partner, I got a rep for leavin heads swollen up   On top of all that, I got the rap sewed up   Hold up, with the budda thumpin' niggaz quota   And just the teach a lesson, I put one in ya shoulder   I told ya, 'Tics live for the street life   Eat right, fuck good, and refer thru the pipe      And give me head all night   And if its some beef, I pumpin' lead on sight   Until they deceased   I took ya head off right   I live in the Beast   Nigga, where the feds, play sheist   I still floss ice, keep it tight   E-very time, call me the Black Liberace when I'm playing mine   Thats how I flo, I gotta get mine, partna, any way it go   Whether it be rapping or with the 4-4      Let's make a Million   Keep it real for Triple-0   Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro   Fuck a bitch and some Clothes   I gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows   And get the Dough      Let's make a Million   Keep it real for Triple-0   Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro   Fuck a bitch and some Clothes   I gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows   And get the Dough      My nigga, I can make a million blind-folded, with no shows   Using no flows, just Arm 'n' Hammer and four O's   Gimme low-do's and a connect, that Neva closed   And watch me lock it down from North County to BenRos   Fuck some Mo-Mo's, gimme hundred spokes, all chrome   On the Navigata equipped to click and log on   I leave that before its gone   'Fore they even bring it home   Matta fact, I'll tell you whats in the back, its all gone      Two holes in the roof, to let the sun come in   Match it leather car seat, in case my son get in   I spare one off in the back in case he bring his friend   Playstation just in case a nigga think he can win      Let's make a Million   Keep it real for Triple-0   Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro   Fuck a bitch and some Clothes   I gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows   And get the Dough      Let's make a Million   Keep it real for Triple-0   Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro   Fuck a bitch and some Clothes   I gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows   And get the Dough      I gotta make a million   Gotta get myself a million   Gonna turn that into a billion   If not, then I just won't die      I say now, tho yo wrappers off in tha air   But only if the ice on your wrist cause glares   I gettin' stares from dime bitches, is he alone?   Where's his Mrs., 1-2-3-4-5 bottles of Cris's   On the table, arms the strong ripp off the Label   No more shows for free, I'm pay-per-view like cable   They all screamin' my name, different shades and race   Take them all backstage and let 'em plead they case      Make a million like Jigga, standin' in one place   Sound scan like Thrilla with out changing my face   They threw a weak plan B, says who? Says Mase   Then whats plan A, 'cause plan B about papes      Let's make a Million   Keep it real for Triple-0   Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro   Fuck a bitch and some Clothes   I gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows   And get the Dough      Let's make a Million   Keep it real for Triple-0   Eyes low, from plenty Henny and Hydro   Fuck a bitch and some Clothes   I gotta get rich, go platinum and do shows   And get the Dough      I gotta make a million   Gotta get myself a million   Gonna turn that into a billion   If not, then I just won't die      All my Midwest niggaz tryin' to make a meal   Tho Dem Wrappas   (And the Dough-O)   All my dirty south niggaz tryin' to make a meal   Tho Dem Wrappas   (And the Dough-O)   All my west coast niggaz tryin' to make a meal   Tho Dem Wrappas   (And the Dough-O)   All my east coast niggaz tryin' to make a meal   Tho Dem Wrappas   (And the Dough-O)