i give niggas the blues like an l a county jumpsuit hop inside the phantom like the nigga donald trump do and just cruise control until i lose control these rubberband tires sittin on 2 s and 4 s i pick and choose my foes and with abusive flows i set traps so no rat can climb through his hole touch my chedder bring out beretta s try na floss be a boss we do six hundred or better chopping up raw lettuce my bitch got a coke fetish still a fan cause she runnin through lines like jerome bettis iced out coogi sweater air ones louis checker belt got me swimmin through these bitches like mike phelps drop top phantom so the world know i m hazin catch contact high while i listen to miles davis lay my head back and just cruise tommy turn down the muthafuckin bass and give niggas the blues yeah i give niggas the blues drumma boy adjust the bass and give niggas the blues i give niggas the blues i give niggas the blues been through it the picture you see now i drew it service myself change the oil and transmission fluid mel gibson on these hoes on these 24 s i m still the truth in this game full of pinnocchio s filed bankrupt like what you gon take next from me then i bought a vette for me call it irs money it s money power respect lil buddy you wrong respect power and money now what the fuck is you on this a dessert storm i get my clue on standin in a room full of bloods with my blue on revolver on my waist but the barrel on it too long can t even fuckin move i ain t used to havin no suit on i m doin what i do y all done think i moved on with or without a crew my bills is still due on the first like you pull up in anything bitch i m b b king and i break the rules i will give niggas the blues  i give niggas the blues take drumma boy beat and give niggas the blues yeah i give niggas the blues