Push
Cmon, shorty, stay push, cmon
Cmon, cmon, push its almost there
One more time, cmon
Cmon, push, baby, one more time
Harder, harder, push it harder
Push, push, cmon
One more time, here it goes
I see the head!
Yeah, cmon!
Yeah! Yeah!
You did it, baby, yeah!
But if you lose, dont ask no questions why
The only game you know is do or die
Ah-ha-ha
Hard to understand what a hell of a man...
Hip hop the hippie the hippie
To the hip hip hop and you dont stop
Rock it out, baby bubba, to the boogie, the bang-bang
The boogie to the boogie that be
Now, what you hear is not a test...
God damn it, Voletta, what the fuck are you doin?
You cant control that God damn boy? What?
I just saw Mr. Johnson, he told me he caught the motherfucking boy shoplifting
What the fuck are you doin? 
You cant control that God—
I dont know what the fuck to do with that boy
What the fuck do you want me to do?
If— if you cant con— fucking control him
Ima send him— 
Ima send him— Bitch, bitch, I—
Ima send his motherfuckin ass to a group home God damn it, what?
Ill smack the shit outta you, bitch! 
What the fuck?
Yo— You— You are fucking up 
Ima fuck you up
When Im bustin up a party I feel no guilt
Gizmos cuttin up for thee
Suckers thats down with nei—
What, nigga, you wanna rob them motherfuckin trains, you crazy?
Yes, yes, motherfucker, motherfuckin right, nigga, yes
Nigga, what the fuck, nigga? We gonna get—
Nigga, its eighty-seven nigga, is you dead broke?
Yeah, nigga, but, but, nigga—
Motherfucker, is you broke, motherfucker?
We need to get some motherfuckin paper, nigga
Yeah, but nigga, its a train, aint nobody robbed no motherfucking train
Just listen, man, your mother giving you money, nigga?
My moms dont give me shit, nigga
Its time to get paid, nigga
Is you with me?
Motherfucker, is you with me?
Yeah, Im with you, nigga, cmon
Alright then, nigga, lets make it happen then
All you motherfuckers get on the fuckin floor!
Get on the motherfucking floor!
Give me all your motherfucking money 
I want the fuckin jewelry, give me every-fuckin-thing
Nigga Id shut the fuck up or Ima blow your motherfuckin brains out! 
Nigga, give me your jewelry, empty your pockets 
Get up off that shit
What the fuck you holding on to that shit for, bitch?
I get money, money I got
Stunts call me honey if they feel real hot
Open C-74, Smalls
Mr. Smalls, let me walk you to the door
So how does it feel leaving us?
Cmon man, what kind of fucking question is that man?
Trying to get the fuck up out this joint dog
Yeah, yeah, youll be back
You niggers always are
Go ahead man, what the fuck is you hollering about?
You wont see me up in this motherfucker no more
Well see
I got big plans nigga, big plans, hahahaha