Miss Jade, Nate Dogg, Timbaland, we head strong, we head strong, we head strong, we head strong Got a home, pimp in my walk, pimp in my talk, yeah I'm on the stalk Niggas can't never play their ball so I quit dealin' with jokers, and go away to cars I ain't got to price them things, keep it comin' cop, rollin' like them things Get em for their cash and things, when a bitch tell us empty, then we trash them things Bind up all the bars, strummin' like strings on four guitars Wait one minute, I'm up by the bra, nothin' you can say can stop women from the floor I fit *** for the drops, in a square bench truck, nigga blastin' the locks Better dial up the cops, wait till they come, I'ma show you what I got Dead strong, end up on the pavement, dead wrong, dead wrong, dead wrong, dead wrong My throne, once I get my paper, I'm gone, same zone, I talk to your dome Man, you must've made a wrong turn, dead wrong, dead wrong, gotta pull the gun Niggas in these streets is dead wrong, dead wrong, dead wrong I, been in the hood, been to the islands, been to the woods Smoked by the lake, seen niggas love me, seen niggas hate Let me speak it one time, same in the dark, be the same in the light Lil' ghetto, real grime, like a fiend for the white in the heat of the night Get your weight up today, then roam, roam, still playin' them games Hustlin' for loot, sleep, do the chains, loose my bags, that I'm part of the gang I got friends in the front, foes in the back, that dog in the leg Timbaland on the track, over Sparks, Pee Dee, Pablo, Sebastian, and Bambi Been strong, end up on the pavement, dead wrong, dead wrong, dead wrong, dead wrong My throne, once I get my paper, I'm gone, same zone, I talk to your dome Man, you must've made a wrong turn, dead wrong, dead wrong, gotta pull the gun Niggas in these streets, it's dead wrong, dead wrong, dead wrong, dead wrong Why these niggas hate hard? Fit many flows, many styles, comin' way hard Never was known as the thug, but you say you are These hoes be walkin' round broke, thinkin' they superstars Suckin' things again in cars, oh no Never been here before, but if you wanna war, you better make sure Dog in the troop, all the way down to the core Tryin' to tear your whole assin' out of the door Gotta break lanes, they spittin' pork That ain't beef, that don't say names It's Miss J, motherfucker, I will break things I'm from the hood, born and raised I could take pain, man, I could take pain, man See, it ain't that I'm great, and it ain't that I'm paid And it ain't that I'm bad, I'm a beast Just came out the cage, and you know you did wrong So you oughta be afraid Been strong, end up on the pavement, dead wrong, dead wrong, dead wrong, dead wrong Once I get my paper, I'm gone, same song, I take it, you don't Man, you must've made a wrong turn, dead wrong, gotta hold on Niggas in these streets is dead wrong, dead wrong, dead wrong, dead wrong, dead strong End up on the pavement, dead wrong, dead wrong, dead wrong, lost my chrome Once I get my paper, I'm gone, same song, I take it, you don't Man, you must've made a wrong turn, dead wrong, gotta hold on Niggas in these streets is dead wrong, dead wrong, dead wrong, dead wrong Ah, ah, you did wrong, you did wrong, oh Ah, ah, you did wrong, you did wrong