Текст песни How Im Rockin - Mr.Wired Up

Told these lil niggas I′m back in the building/
And I ain't letting up til i hit a million/
Wake up every morning look in the mirror/
Damn that′s such a wonderful feeling/
Every chance I get I flex on these niggas/
You Niggas think small I'm thinking way bigger/
Ballin hard hell naw I ain't chillin/
I′m tryna stack it up til it touch the ceiling/
You main bitch She all up on me my nigga/
I think you′re mistaken I'm really that nigga/
DeadEnd nigga ain′t nothing realer/
I'm from the South what you talking bout nigga/
Unlike Designer I got hoes in Atlanta/
Black and white cutlass i call it a panda/
Nigga you stupid and ain′t paying attention/
Stop all that capping my nigga just listen/
I get paid off ass and titties/
Coronas Henn and a shot of some remy/
Bad bitches hell yea I got plenty/
The fuck are you saying my nigga I'm winning/
PullupGang in this bitch and we rocking/
Ain′t no way that you Niggas can stop us/
Yea this how I'm rocking/

This how I'm rockin you niggas going hate/
Im doing shit that you can not relate/
On a paper chase and I can′t be late/
Don′t want your bitch cause she ain't bout her cake/
I just walked thru the front door my nigga/
Don′t know nobody out here that's more realer/
Don′t leave your bitch around me I'm a hit her/
Look how I′m rocking/

These niggas be hating how I kick my shit/
But shawty the coolest nigga in this bitch/
I just Walked In and took that nigga bitch/
But he better chill he ain't bout that shit/
Pullupgang in this bitch for real/
Still tryna stack it up and get a mil/
I got a plan ain't no standing still/
How the fuck I look spinning my wheels/
Unless they underneath and they 32s/
The shit I be on give you niggas the blues/
They got me fucked and I think they confused/
I do what I want... the fuck are you/
I rep the south side I said that before/
Was fucking on this bitch that stayed in the Mo/
She packed up her shit and moved to the 44/
She ain′t have a bed we fucked on the floor/
Dug in them guts and im all in her throat/
Hell yea I hit that daddy stroke/
Bitch I′m the shit just in case you ain't know/
And a bad bitch with me that got that go/
Fucking them up every time that I drop/
Who the fuck say shawty ain′t hot/
Give a fuck about you and I mean that alot

This how I'm rockin you niggas going hate/
Im doing shit that you can not relate/
On a paper chase and I can′t be late/
Don't want your bitch cause she ain′t bout her cake/
I just walked thru the front door my nigga/
Don't know nobody out here that's more realer/
Don′t leave your bitch around me I′m a hit her/
Look how I'm rocking/