We gon' make these cats stop while they're waiting to go We gon' keep it on top while these cats just like, hey-o We gon' make these cats stop while they're waiting to go We gon' keep it on top while these cats just like, hey-o Song in the song without X in the B.S. Earl, Spam, Initials, E.S. Bout to shut it down, y'all don't see this? Oh my God, y'all don't see this? Started with a little, raising the pups Now I'm a home run hitter, we're raising our cups Toastin' to all the roasting we done Fight hard, keep it hard, but don't run My dog's a dog with official bloodlines Cats want mine, ex-bloodline No you tryna get hit in the head one time Straight to the body with the whole 29 It's gon' be whatever it's gon' be And I'm gon' see whatever I'm gon' see And I'm gon' do whatever I'm gon' do Whatever I'm gon' do, so if it's fuck me nigga Then fuck you too We gon' make these cats stop while they're waiting to go We gon' keep it on top while these cats just like, hey-o We gon' make these cats stop while they're waiting to go We gon' keep it on top while these cats just like, hey-o Off the chain, I'm a run through, walking Gun, you hawking, a gun puts a spark in Don't tell em what the hawk do, only speak for me Don't tell em what the dog do, dog go What the fuck, dog do? Shit, yo crew, leave it alone You got your eyes on a bone? Can't keep your eyes off the throne? With that shit you did? I'm getting sick of niggas fucking with D You fucking with D, you fucking with me You fucking with me, you fucking with X You fucking with a softball size hole up in your vest And the rest, ain't nothing to rap about Ain't no, when the strap is out Ain't no, when the racks is out Cause the racks don't know shit, but point money out We gon' make these cats stop while they're waiting to go We gon' keep it on top, while these cats is like We gon' make these cats stop while they're waiting to go We gon' keep it on top, while these cats is like School street, Moford, Whitney Young Been there, lived there, now it's become A place with a face I'm not familiar with These new cats got me on some I'ma kill you shit And I remember when you came through flying A one-two-nine, scooped your man up And he signed to the line Got a deal, shit I'm still in the grind Got the steel, cause shit is still on my mind Watch niggas that you talk to, cause sometimes They talk to you funny, what's up with you money Or you think it's sweet, my name must be honey Funny, till you leave with your hair bloody And what he gon' do with a six-foot-three Four-hundred-thirty-pound motherfucker come through Nothing, breathe easy When cats talk, slick dogs get greasy We gon' make these cats stop while they're waiting to go We gon' keep it on top, while these cats is like We gon' make these cats stop while they're waiting to go We gon' keep it on top, while these cats is like While these cats is like While these cats is like While these cats is like