[Intro]
[P] EGHCK!
You can`t be serious
You can not be serious right now -- Get-get-get down
[M] Yeah
[P] EGHCK!
You think cause we from the same hood
You expect me to do some shit with you?
[M] Malicious!
[P] EGHCK!
The fuck you ever do for me, huh? -- Get-get-get down
[M] Uh
[P] EGHCK!
Oh now I`m a star
Now you think I need to give you some handouts
[M] Star Trak y`all
Man get the fuck outta here
[Verse - Pusha T]
It go hot waist - Desert.. triangle face
Hesi-tate - never, I`ll put hole in whoever
Don`t make Push` Russian Roulette ya
Gamble wit ya life
Change came from cocaine I`ve measured
White was the treasure, comfort was the steel
I pedal to the corner like a child on a big wheel
Flow more sicker, so much shake in the street
They measure my weight in Richter
Make no mistake, I rhyme for the public
But still I push yay that make the ghetto`s quake
By all means I`ve seen I`ve lived
By 22 years old, 50 thousand dollar vehicles I rimmed
My dreams start over the stove
I ran over the globe and back again
You seen em, five-ten, hair swingin, dark skinned
Gun on my hip like a sargeant
Wrist Green Power, Chris Tuck` in my watch
Anytime the small hand move, it`s +Rush Hour+
[Chorus - Clinton Sparks] (Pusha T)
Baby you don`t want no problems wit us
Cause we the type of dudes who don`t think, we bust
You die (EGHCK!)
When you come close to
And you get held back cause you`re not supposed to
You die (EGHCK!)
When we roll up on dubs
And get VIP all up in the club
You die (EGHCK!)
Homie I am a star
And you might get hurt walkin up to my car
[Verse - Malice]
I offer y`all, 24 bars of raw
Like eight balls in hard or soft
Time I - push em off, they need help now
Cause I - flood the street wit straight melt down
And I`m not proud, infact I hate this route
This the same game got my brother strung out
So I - count the ways that it fucked up his life
So I don`t have a problem wit uping my price
Uh - and who said the game ain`t fair?
.. a God damn loser!
Look - just like chicks, them cats they be runnin they lips
Worried to death am I still in the Clipse
Well, here`s a secret bout me and the Clipse
Even in my abscence I`m still the shit ya dig?!
Everything doing it big, from the cars to the home
From the cash to the chrome, they can`t say the game ain`t grown
Did they tell you bout the nine? I keeps me that
I don`t ever fall off like Adebisi Hat
When times get tite, the coke game like riding a bike
You heavy as me? not in your life
Can`t be running up on me acting like you know me when you don`t
Man I`m a star now, fall back!
[P] EGHCK!
[Chorus]
