[Intro: Master P & Vinny Cha$e]
I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!)
I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!)
I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!)
I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!)
I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!)
I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!)
I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!)
I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!)
Yeah, uh, Vinny Cha$e, yeah

[Verse 1: Vinny Cha$e]
V. Cha$e be the way, long cash, okay
Yeah get it all day
Stay bate up, bitch n***as hate VC
And the cake I make, wake bake when I wake up
Gee, and the city all mine, dope style with the rhymes
Hate n***a don't mind
I'mma shine till I die, I'mma fly when I ride
When you see VC he fly all the time
My trunk in the front, cup full of drank
Roasting, gold links and I'm puffing the blunt
My style so illy, go to the top, won't stop
No drop top, file me a milli, I did it
Young n***a, rep my city as Diddy
Big shoes I feel 'em, I get it
If it's [?] I'm in 'em
VC, V. Cha$e, whos better? Never ever
See a n***a swag like me
All gold, blue jeans, white tee, n***a please
New Koop, wroom wroom through the streets
See C, look small, pour a bean n***a get cheese
N***a get cheese, young n***a, n***a get cheese
Young n***a get cheese
Young n***a, young!
[Verse 2: Smug Mang]
Lean, green and white, workin' all night
Cali packs off them red ass lights
Don't go out 'cause I hate them flashing lights
Hate them flashing lights
I'mma fashionite, popping pills and smoking weed and write
That's my life, Smug Life, Rez Life
Turn the lights to everybody else
I don't seem right but I'm alright
I'm just high, can't feel my face at this time
Lost my mind and I can't find
1000 Xans and 50 pounds
Leave me alone, I'm just doing me
Or expressing myself artisticly

[Verse 3: Curtis Williams]
The weed that I'm rolling is potent
My n***as get money and blow it
You n***as ain't smokin' no strong
You n***as just freak in them blacks
Last week we spent it all, we makin' it back
My n***as be keepin' them packs, fuck n***a relax
We came in through the back door
Camera's on, we don't act tho
No lies only facts hoe
Set ridin' 'round, gettin money
I'm smokin' good with my main bitch
Your bitch bad and she recognize them real n***as I came with
That gang gang, that 2-9 till I die hoe
All my n***as 100 but you n***as got on a disguise hoe
Yeah..