[Talking:]   Just another day in the hood   chillin with my niggaz, ya know   right now we shoot a documentary for my mothafuckin album   bringin y'all niggaz straight to the hood, come on walk with me      [Verse 1: Lil' Flip]   Nigga I can hit you from a block away   cause my chopper bang like a beat from Dr.Dre   I'm creepin at night with a Ki of that white   from 8'O clock till 5, come get what you like   from Vicodin to X pills you know who got the best deal   I guarantee you fuckers this'll be my best year   canary stones got me lookin like a night light   I ain't racist when it comes to diamonds cause I like white   my bezzel lookin like it ain't even paid for   but that's a lie bitch I got real paper   I'm from the ghetto, the gudda where the feds hang   I'm with ya wife fuckin up ya bed frame   you ridin, I'm ridin-time to grab the weapons   the shell catchers, gloves, and them teflons   cause when it's war anything goes   I'm a stand up nigga, nah I ain't a hoe      [Chorus: Lil' Flip]   I'm from da hood-da gudda, da, da, da gudda   I wish you would-da gudda, da, da, da gudda   let's get it understood-da gudda, da, da, da gudda   I got choppers made of wood-da gudda, da, da, da gudda   I'm from da hood-da gudda, da, da, da gudda   I wish you would-da gudda, da, da, da gudda   let's get it understood-da gudda, da, da, da gudda   I got choppers made of wood-da gudda, da, da, da gudda      [Verse 2: Lil' Flip]   Ay alot of niggaz hatin on me cause of the jewels I got   so just face reality homie you ain't hot   I read ya little interviews you don't know when to quit   no matter how good you do niggaz gon'talk shit   I got bitches on my team that'll rob you nigga   right after she give you head and massage you nigga   I play the game like a pro when it come to the streets   and the bump'll make you leak when it come to the beef...ca'peesh   look, listen when I talk cause I'm a general   I hope ya OG's smart enough to let you know   I'm the truth in the booth what I rap about I did it   I told Johnny put thirty pointers in my fitted   I get it, I got it I'm makin a profit   my kitted Impala watch me hop it   I'm hittin switches on the bitches when I drive by   I'm knockin snitches in ditches when I do drive bys      [Chorus]      [Bridge:]   Look if you wanna get paid, get that money nigga   if you wanna ride blades, get that money nigga   if you wanna Escalade, get that money nigga   yeah bitch I got it made, get that money nigga(oh boy)      [Verse 3: Lil' Flip]   Look it's one for the money, two for the show   three gigs for eight five now I need my dough   look I'm straight off the block where the fiends be geekin   I know a cat who snort three O's every weekend   lawyers, and doctors hide behind they occupations   cause at the first of the month they be waiting   shiiit I take food stamps and all that shit   and if that ain't a hustle what you call that then(chump)   I'm a young ass nigga with alot of game   I floss hard cause everyday I rock a different chain   I think my hood and my niggaz who hold me down   besides Lil'J, Lil' Flip control the town [echoes]      [Chorus]