feat. Juvenile, Gilly
  
  [Baby]
  Aight nigga
  Fuck it
  We did it once we gon do it again
  Hot Boy forever bitch
  Lets ride nigga
  
  [Gilly]
  B-I-G-T-Y-M-E-R-S
  Birdman wit the homie Mannie Fresh
  And Juvenile so you clowns don't arrest
  Let's do it
  
  [Baby]
  Got a Bentley wit the tags with the millionaire cash
  Two million on the ice with that gun in my hand
  Got the beat on the streets and we movin the slaya
  Porsche truck lift up and a four door Jag
  Uptown money spots niggas countin they cash
  No rules in this game niggs doin they thang
  See me watchin for the people cuz they ready to slang
  Blowin dro' in Bahamas so that pineapple plate
  Couldn't give us six cars for the money we make
  I'm the king of the chrome get the fuck out my face
  I'm the sun, I'm the moon, I'm the Benz, I'm the whips
  I'm the crib, I'm the mouse quiet up in this bitch
  Smoothe baller 22s in they hip
  Smoke dro minks, haze and a spliffs
  I'm in the heat of the cloud that's how it's goin down
  A D-boy getting cheddar and I'm from uptown
  
  [Chorus - Gilly]
  Always poppin never stoppin
  Glocks cockin, body droppin
  Colla poppin, nigga knockin
  Everybody give me space, back up
  Everybody give me space, back up
  Always poppin never stoppin
  Glocks cockin, body droppin
  Colla poppin, nigga knockin
  Everybody give me space, back up
  Everybody give me space, back up
  
  [Mannie Fresh (Gilly)]
  (Why you got that gun nigga?) Cuz I can
  Woke up in the club with the bitch in my hand
  Everybody lay down, stay down
  I'm bout to spit this mothafuckin hay round
  There's one nigga I'm lookin at (you about to get it flat)
  Everybody else just back back
  Bustin, fussin, yellin, cussin
  Fightin, bitin, niggas got to rustilin
  Throwin big chairs, pushin down stairs
  Disrespectin hos pullin out weave hairs
  But this one ho nobody know pull out the fo fo
  Made niggas lay it down on the floor
  That's when the police came
  The fire engine truck and the ambulance
  Bitch still bustin shots like Jesse James
  Big Money Heavyweight nigga I ain't playin
  The bitch was trill caught two to the grill
  One in the head damn lil' one dance
  Shake!
  
  [Chorus - Gilly (Juvenile)]
  Always poppin never stoppin
  Glocks cockin, body droppin
  Colla poppin, nigga knockin
  Everybody give me space, back up
  Everybody give me space, back up
  Always poppin never stoppin
  Glocks cockin, body droppin
  Colla poppin, nigga knockin (uh uh)
  Everybody give me space, back up (what what what what)
  Everybody give me space, back up (look look)
  
  [Juvenile]
  Gimme the roovie Juvie the shooter
  Try to follow my pandemonium point I'm gon lose ya
  Look around there's some niggas not with me
  Some of them dead, some of them doin bout 50
  UTP you better stand up it's the general
  Bringin back the era of the criminal
  Look I got my own scene, got my own scheme
  Got killas so basically I'm doin my own thing
  I drive a 7-6-0 strapped up waitin at the light for the hero
  It's kinda hot outside niggas done shot blue eyes
  That's fucked up cuz my connect dropped me 5
  I'ma excersize my right to get this cheese
  I don't have to put in work nigga my bitch will squeeze
  I ain't positive I'm a black man
  So watch your mouth playa cuz you can catch a back hand
  Heh!
  
  [Chorus - Gilly]
  Always poppin never stoppin
  Glocks cockin, body droppin
  Colla poppin, nigga knockin
  Everybody give me space, back up
  Everybody give me space, back up
  Always poppin never stoppin
  Glocks cockin, body droppin
  Colla poppin, nigga knockin
  Everybody give me space, back up
  Everybody give me space, back up