Respect it or Check It

[Intro] Some niggas just wanna smoke Some niggas wanna smoke niggas Some niggas sell coke Some niggas selling dope, nigga We all hood, different pedigrees Now ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-check out my melody You fuck around I catch a felony Now ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-check out my melody [Hook] Since a little nigga I been on my own, me I hold the chrome You don't think so respect it or check it, nigga That shorty shit is over now I'm grown, me I'm full blown You don't think so respect it or check it, nigga [Verse 1] I don't know if I'm worse when I'm rich or when I'm broke, nigga Same attitude, you got it, go 'head smoke, nigga I'm fucking with a blonde bitch, I got my own fragrance Powered by 50, goddamn it, I think I made it I tried to keep it basic, they wanna complicate shit The feds on my phone, that's why I don't ever say shit Portray being a friend to me and I'll make you a memory That .40 Cali barrel get to smoking like a chimney Niggas sick of pussy shit and me I'm just the remedy '03 get rich, nigga, you remember me? Shorty rock her hips she get to looking like an entree Bad bitch, fat ass, bouncing it like Beyoncé She saying "I'm a-a diva, I'm a, I'm a-a diva" I'mma fuck her and leave her, nigga, I don't need her I was born alone, I die alone, I be in the zone Bitches won't leave me alone now that my money long [Hook] [Verse 2] I pull the hammer out and spank niggas I peep your style, you got sugar in your tank, nigga Don't fucking wink at me I blend in with the best of them, shooters and robbers I'm on that Will.I.Am shit, I black your eye for bloggin' What the fuck is the problem? Violence isn't the answer I split your fucking head then get jammed up Why did you call the cops? Why didn't you say I'm hot? It's been six years I been here on top You act like I'm a average nigga spitting a average flow Fucking with average bitches like everywhere that I go I'm not focused on hoes, I'm focusing on the dough And I won't talk to you after my next album blow [Hook] [Outro] Rest in peace to Michael Jackson You niggas need me, man I might have to start moonwalking Couple dance moves and shit Write me some shit, call it ''Billie Jean Is My Lover'' I'm back, nigga, why so quiet? Niggas know it's summertime, I'm all over the place, nigga And you know when you see me I'm strizzapped Oh shit, nigga, y'all know I was gonna get on that shit, yeah