feat. Lil' J The Mex Connect [Lil' J] Yeah, I got the microphone peaker right now That's right, baby, real talks in the busi' [Verse 1: Lil' J] It go One for the money Two for the show Three for the streets out there, gettin' dough Go deep in the 'Llac and I'm in to promote I can get you what you need, with a tax But on the low I don't do new faces I know gettin' bases, could get me cases Leaving no traces when I'm on the clock I don't raise shit down, brown on my spot And ain't no blocks, but I supply me a few I've never been shot, but I done shot me a few Yeah We do what we do, we do this well You heard of Sean Carter, let me introduce Joel And motherfuck it again, fuck about jail You do, live everyday, gettin' a sale Who wants to talk, mama's house be on the news For roughin' up tools Drugs and two's We live a fool and you don't have to question mine Come with heart in mind, one strong spine Make 'em press rewind, this one for my kind Finger to the sky, ringer (???), til I die Break: Nasty {*scratching*} "You heard of Sean Carter, let me introduce Joel" --> Lil' J "Little" "Little" {*scratching*} "Lil Rob" {*scratching*} "Lil Rob" --> Lil Rob [Verse 2: Lil Rob] These fuckin' Levas talk like little bitches, man, fuck you, bitches (Fuck 'em bitches) I'm in the studio, gettin' high Spittin' vicious (Yeah) Merry Christmas Nasty gots the beats, and (???) the ritcher I represent Tres Flores, me, my brother and my sister (Yeah) I come from a place where the pants flaggin' off the wall Livin' off the wall like handball, and I'm tryin' not to fall (Trying not to fall) Take an oldie, and I flip it, and I rip it Locked up my six-tres Chevrolet (That's right) And then I tip it (Yeah) Shoutouts for Lil' J for comin' this way and bringing me by Gettin' me high, with sticky purple, gettin' me by Makin' time fly like my ramfla, when I'm runnin' From the placa Twelve Eighteen, L.R., La Raza I make the ladies go bananas Catch me in my brim, my locs and my bandana No matter what, I keep 'em low, though Just like I keep my low-low, gotta keep 'em on the low-low