[00:13.512]I still ran up some money[00:14.870]U.K., do a show in London[00:16.304]Pump fake, then his ass start jumpin'[00:18.021]Money spread, got racks, them hundreds[00:19.603]Stick poke out like Tim Duncan[00:21.286]Yeah, you know you not hard, stop frontin'[00:22.969]Big-big 'Tect, yeah, I'm the one[00:24.537]Feel like I'ma crash, feel like I'ma plunge[00:27.876]Me and my twin rock out like grunge[00:29.495]I had nothin', had to make it somethin'[00:31.208]Take that boy gun before his stick get bumped[00:32.721]You fell for the bait, that lil' boy dumb[00:34.526]I love when the chop catch up, it look dumb[00:36.062]Got piles of money, these racks in clumps[00:37.709]808 Heartbreak and you hearin' the drums?[00:39.375]Duckin' your head, you hearin' them guns?[00:42.612]B-B-Brink's truck and it's carryin' tons[00:44.539]My blood foreign, we speakin' in tongues[00:46.084]I carry heat like the Suns, yeah[00:48.327]Don't try run up, don't you dare[00:49.743]Ball Hog gang, we rare[00:51.609]We go up like stairs[00:53.409]My ho gossipin' like Blair[00:54.742]She want me to pay for her hair[00:56.427]We boxed the whip, I need some air[00:58.071]My hood dangerous, don't stay here[00:59.720]Ball Hog, baby, I don't have no fear[01:01.443]Glock with a switch, I'ma make shit clear[01:03.113]I'm off codeine, it's hard to steer[01:04.809]Big-ass diamonds in my ear[01:06.440]My ho gossipin' like Blair[01:08.174]She want—