[T.I.]
Crem de la crem, homie...top shelf, ye know

[I like my beat down low, down low, down low,(Ye see me ridin' hard homie..Haaaa)
down low, down low, down low,(how I like it) down low (how I like it, aye)
I like my top let back, let back,(Mannie Fresh.. I got you [bad word]  let back,
let back, let back, let back.(I'm gonna show these niggaz what to do with one of your beats, mayne..aye!)
Aye holla if you like ya beat down low, down low(I'm shuttin the whole block down)
down low, down low, down low, down low, down low
And ye top let back, let [bad word] trouble homey)

let back, let back (I'ma tell you how the king like to ride homeboy),let back, let back, let back]
 [bad word] 
I like my beat down low, and my top let back,
You can see me ridin 24's, with a chopper in the back
(and if ye like ye)
Kenwood HIGH, and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high, and ya windows pitch black
I like my beat down low, and my top let back,
You can see me ridin 24's, with a chopper in the back
(aye holla if ye like ye)
Kenwood hot, and ya top let back
If ya rims sit high, and ya windows pitch black, hey

[Verse 1]
I'm the man in my city, ain't nobody [bad word] wit me
You can ask the real niggaz, and all the bad [bad word] I'm a known [bad word] dealer, I always have 50's
And the thugs and the killers was all in class wit me
SS'S on 26's, watchin some television
Shorty, I'm never slippin got the berretta in vision
And ready to pop the clip in, ready to get to trippin
Ready to show these folks a celebrity pistol whippin
Pimp stolen' the automobile and the roof for the tag missin
Polices' try to pursue me it's nothin but gas given
Addicted to fast livin, yes I'm one of my dads children
Think I'm bad now, shoulda seen me before I had children
Give [bad word] to ya daddy's daughter and dare her to have children?
Hope he got some insurance cause I definitely have some endurance?
Kill her in Mississippi and drive her [bad word] to Missouri
Still my wet paint drippin' while I'm woodgrain grippin
 [bad word] 

[Verse 2]
I got this Pimp Squad Click, I know you hearda bout us
Young niggaz filthy rich, and we ain't worried bout much
On this glock I, clutch In God I [bad word] If a [bad word] [bad word] start bet his heart I bust
Got ya partners and the broad in ya car [bad word] up
What, ya under estimation thought a star wouldn't bust
I got the heart and the guts, on this purp I blow
Move ten bricks daily tryin' to twerk five mo
Ya see the Cadillac swervin down Hollywood Road
On the flyest bird in Cali [bad word] Hollywood Ho's
On a pill and half with my partner Young Dro
Bumpin Goodie Mob, Soul Food, number fo
Other rappers' old dudes told dudes I'ma pro
With a loaded fo fo and a quarter brick of blow
(Hey) [bad word] don't you hit me less you buyin 6 or mo
My 24 blades glistenin and my 808 kickin
 [bad word] 

[Verse 3]
I wear the crown down under, man somebody better tell 'em
'For I spit a hundred rounds and have everybody bailin
I got some [bad word] in a Benz and my partners in the Chevy
And now we ridin Giovanni's and Asani's on Pirellis
If ya ever think ya tryin [bad word] up on me just forget it
The clip in the chopper long as ya leg and leave ya shredded
Pistol way in the [bad word] got my knife on tuck
Ya think he ain't getn stuck you got life [bad word] up
couple stiches in ya hip will have ya night [bad word] up
Will he live? Will he die? Guess he might luck up
Meanwhile I'm racin my Ferarri like a light for a buck
Against Lamborghini Gallardo everytime I get a car...
 [bad word]