Yeah, yeah, yeah

Gucci Mane in the building

Big Cat Records, Laflare Entertainment(Big Cat, whassup?)

Yeah, I′ma kill 'em with this one

Ahhh!

East Atlanta stand up (East Atlanta stand up!)

Lamborghinis, Ferraris and Bentleys, big boats and jetskis

Cristal and Dom P′, the kush, the PT

Two facts about me, bitch ask about me

Big Cat's around me, keep stacks around

Baguettes around me, the thrax around me

Purple packs around me, no sacks around me

I smoke like Marley, my niggas ride Harleys

I hurt ya daughter feelings Miss Jackson I'm sorry

I′m pimpin like Goldie, and ballin like Kobe

These haters get found floatin in the ocean for no fee

Your bitch she choose me, you mad she choose me

I′m glad she chose me, she gave me her do' key

Did time on White Street, did time in D.C

Gucci the O.G., they put me on TV

I′m gutter like B.G., I'm reppin the B.C

The jealous ones envy, got somethin against me

You fuck with him, you fuck with me

You fuck with them, you stuck with me

Big Cat, Laflare, we don′t fight fair

Big Cat, Laflare nah we don't fight fair

You fuck with him, you fuck with me

You fuck with them, you stuck with me

Big Cat, Laflare, we don′t fight fair

Big Cat, Laflare nah we don't fight fair

Got major flavor, no major label

We major niggas cause we got major paper

Ball hard like we Major League Baseball players

Who is Shirley Franklin cause Gucci Mane's the mayor

I run the city uhh, I am the city

Bad Boy but I never did sign with Diddy

I bake the cake, I make the cake

Thirty-six what I cop like Jacob plate

My team the champs, yo′ team the chumps

My squads the Spurs hell your squad the punks

I load the pump, unload the pump

Explode the pump then reload the pump

Big wheel in the trunk, you fit in the trunk

You sit in the trunk ′til you stank like a skunk

The city of thieves, drug dealers and G's

My niggas they gamble, all my niggas smoke weed

You fuck with him, you fuck with me

You fuck with them, you stuck with me

Big Cat, Laflare, we don′t fight fair

Big Cat, Laflare nah we don't fight fair

You fuck with him, you fuck with me

You fuck with them, you stuck with me

Big Cat, Laflare, we don′t fight fair

Big Cat, Laflare nah we don't fight fair

My money got a mouth so I let it talk for me

Half a mill′ worth of ice what it bought for me

I'm on that bubble kush man that's a rich high

I order Crist′ by the case, I′m a rich guy

I'm 25 but I ride like I′m 67

Plus when I ride man I ride with a Mac-11

A quarter pound worth of purple thrax to smoke on

So iced out man I think I need my coat on

The young nigga with the shades and the gold fronts

Why you stunt so hard? You only live once

I'm in the club real high and I′m real drunk

I'm on my third bar tonight and I′m on my eighth blunt

I'm leavin with your girl plus I'm parked right in the front

Ride on them 28′s but we call ′em Warrick Dunns

I'm from East Atlanta man this is how it′s done

We rock them old school verse under the Georgia sun

You fuck with him, you fuck with me

You fuck with them, you stuck with me

Big Cat, Laflare, we don't fight fair

Big Cat, Laflare nah we don′t fight fair

You fuck with him, you fuck with me

You fuck with them, you stuck with me

Big Cat, Laflare, we don't fight fair

Big Cat, Laflare nah we don′t fight fair