I-20 Certified Lyrics

Gonna play the pimping ride clean in the chevy

Know the pussy niggas hate it, so a nigga stayin ready

Let em know a nigga keeps shit, serving in any weather

This is certified street shit, you never heard it better!

Gonna play the pimping ride clean in the chevy

Know the pussy niggas hate it, so a nigga stayin ready

Let em know a nigga keeps shit, serving in any weather

This is certified street shit, you never heard it better!

It’s the Barbie baking soda in the booth with Arm ‘n Hammer

Tell them boys I’m spitting coke

And charge a brick to hear my grammar!

Riding clean in a cialleca[?] fresh about the dealer shit

An asshole and every lines an animal I’m killing shit!

You’re feeling it, you benefit

Why you’re off the rip?

We are really in this bitch, why you just put in the chip

Everyday’s a fucking movie, you have yet to see the clip

See we really put the work and you gonna need a couple shift!

I explained it, I’m the shit and an old school chevrolet

I got shooters in the clique, you don’t want that fadeaway

Man, I’m getting paid to pay from the verse and from the yay

I hear bitchin on the block, you don’t wanna see that K!

We gonna grind for every dollar, we just trying to make a way

Tell a coaster, “put me in!”, I’m just trying to make a play!

Charge a arm and then her leg I’m just trying to catch a break

Tell that bitch to keep the party, I’m just trying to keep the cake!

Gonna play the pimping ride clean in the chevy

Know the pussy niggas hate it, so a nigga staying ready

Let em know a nigga keeps shit, serving in any weather

This is certified street shit, you never heard it better!

Gonna play the pimping ride clean in the chevy

Know the pussy niggas hate it, so a nigga staying ready

Let em know a nigga keeps shit, serving in any weather

This is certified street shit, you never heard it better!

I want the money and the power, they just wanna shut me off

I let my paper do the talking, I don’t mean to cut you off

Tell the niggas I’m opposed, make a calling, you get off

Niggas style is probably after, I’m cut from a different cloth!

I throw rappers on a menu eat em up, and shit em out

I just gotta taste the Heaven, I ain’t trying to spit it out

Find your dreams and get it out, get some steam and let it off

I got bricks of Queen Latifah, I can wait to set it off!

Just got back from Mississippi all of that my niggas at

Hope you niggas catch a bullet, I ain’t talking about a snack

What you hear is perfection Southern music at its best

What you need is some direction, I can show you what is left!

Man, I want this life forever, so I’ll beat the point to death

They say music steady drowning, I just wanna get it breath

I don’t see no opposition, so I’m trying to get some more

Bitch, you ain’t no competition, so I’m running up the score Yeh!

Gonna play the pimping ride clean in the chevy

Know the pussy niggas hate it, so a nigga stay ready

Let em know a nigga keeps shit, serving in any weather

This is certified street shit, you never heard it better!

Gonna play the pimping ride clean in the chevy

Know the pussy niggas hate it, so a nigga stay ready

Let em know a nigga keeps shit, serving in any weather

This is certified street shit, you never heard it better!