Won

Yo! Waitin' at your house with a twelve gauge pump Throw me on stage, I make the place jump Rockin' over breaks until my day come Reppin 'the East coast dawg (Pacewon!) I got my eyes on the pie and I'm takin' a cut I don't play no games, my tools stay in the trunk So if a nucca break fool I'll be sprayin' him up Who be talkin' that "Rah Rah" shit? (Pacewon!) Aiyyo I rip fools quick like I flip through whips Roll down your block in a big new six Braggin' 'bout the place where the chicks do tricks Let 'em know, who da shit in Da Bricks? (Pacewon!) Like [Chorus] Yo, gimme your G, gimme your funds, yo Gotta be me, I gotta be won, yo Gimme some weed, gimme a blunt, yo Gotta be me, gotta be won I like ghetto music ghetto music Ghetto music ghetto music Yo I catch a body on real, I kill 'em on wax King of all rap, make you bring it on back Never thought I'd be makin' sing-along tracks I thought I'd be runnin' 'round here slingin' y'all crack! Dealin' y'all smack or stealin' y'all act Peelin' y'all naps like Vietnam cats G'in off gats and peein on hats 'Cause none of y'all can't see me in combat (I'm the) Pacewon-er, duck and take cover Lyrics I kick so milk you taste butter And if you jerks don't bounce like fake rubber I'ma react and whip out the face cutter Catch a buck-fifty, ear to the chin Hair to the grin, come and fuck wit me I'm ready to begin, waitin on your portrait or tec like yo, where the f******u niggaz been? [Chorus] Ghetto music ghetto music Ghetto music ghetto music