[♪ Logic's beatice ♪ [♪ Logic's beatice continues to play ♪ RAP Y'ALL SEE THAT? RAP Y'ALL SEE THAT? RAP Y'ALL SEE THAT? *** THAT ***! RAP Y'ALL SEE THAT? RAP Y'ALL SEE THAT? RAP Y'ALL SEE THAT? *** THAT ***! I SEE THE GRUNDY BEAT NOW! I SEE THE GRUNDY BEAT NOW! The loose mother***er, your bag, go hard! In the club mother***er, your bag, go hard! In the trunk mother***er, your bag, go hard! Phone it up mother***a, your bag, go hard! The loose mother***er, your bag, go hard! In the club mother***er, your bag, go hard! In the trunk mother***er, your bag, go hard! Phone it up mother***a, your bag, go hard! We 30T... 30T We bleed the block Bleed the block We milk the affidavits We do the food Do the food We act the nuts Act the nuts We set it off up in this bitch and tear the club up What it do, what it do, that's Pimp Juice Pimp Juice We got a crock, got a klutz, and a truck Got a thugz and a boss with a G-string Draws up and he a straight breakin' all off With the big dawgs, with the city Is that your claim fame? Exclusive and drinkin' champagne ***ers in the game tryin' to maintain Off the chain, outta control We so cold I'm on another level Went head up with the devil I've never been a sucker Always been a rebel What's your stuffy grind? What's your turkey fry? What's your city, baby boy? My 9-4-5-9-1 For life, huh? That's all I get That's all I get Speakin' of yeah I hope I don't ever have to go back to slingin' We ***in' around Like my niggas out there in Oakland beat down Puttin' it down from my house all the way to your house Back to the funky side Rep your city What? Rep your city What? *** that *** What? Rep your city What? Rep your city What? Rep your city What? *** that *** I ain't gonna run this bitch I ain't gonna run this bitch I ain't gonna run this bitch I ain't gonna run this bitch I ain't gonna run this bitch Could it be the way that I be reppin'? Ruhr Ruhr Oh, niggas, show a nigga love Ways up, mother***er You need to be rich now Pullin' your goddamn shirt up That's love Wherever you live Wherever you from Wherever you callin' home Wherever you lay your goddamn kanga down Mother***er Wherever you kiss Wherever you choose to turn cream and make that butter Wherever your ass got locked up at For all that goddamn trouble Y'all niggas don't understand It's serious Listen to what B.B. saying I took an unknown piece of land A goddamn flag Say I didn't Mother***er, I'd die for this I done my goddamn thing I brought my folks in this I'm a bitch Bitch, bitch Hot Atlanta The Bay Area Y'all niggas don't want no noise With Lil Jon and the Eastside Boys Y'all niggas don't want no *** When he funny and he click And he can say what you want, boy Always be the way that he always be Rap yo debt Boy, rap yo debt Rap yo debt Boy, *** that *** Rap yo debt Boy, rap yo debt Rap yo debt Boy, *** that *** I think I run this bitch now I think I run this bitch now I think I run this bitch now I think I run this bitch now From Atlanta to Trio And Ovanity's real And your man don't be peeled Or at least branded Goddammit, be ill More horror than Amityville No, sorry, hand me the steel No, tomorrow, I can't even feel Oughta be planning, you will UGK ain't dropped in a while But still we stopping your smile Keeping boppers in file Standing on top of the pile And you'll get popped with a smile This ain't bout shopping to stylists Bout syrup and canning paint You see a chopper for miles Out the black and the lax Where it's clacking In fact, take no flack You'll get smacked with your pen Taped for stags And your crank break your back Pulled off the goddamned Azealia From drugs to paraphernalia Guns that'll never fail you Ask Riley B, he'll tell you MILF 10 representer Orange mouth nigga Symbol of the south Legendary rye spitter From Memphis to Mississippi Deep off in the woods From AGL to MIA Deep off in the hood Twankies on coupes Money making sluts You tripping if you ain't got 20 tools on your trucks Dogs in the yard Pistol on the seat Sticky rolled up Fudding blunt monkey freaks My nigga Earl Hollis Big ball got it popping Smoked me a couple Hit the studio and dropped it For all my dogs who keep it G And keep it crunk Represent your city Let them know where you from Rep your city Rep your city Rep your city *** that *** Rep your city Rep your city Rep your city *** that *** My niggas run this bitch now My niggas run this bitch now My niggas run this bitch now My niggas run this bitch now