[Intro: Jose Guapo, Doughboy from Boyz N the Hood (Sampled) & Lil Chris from Boyz N the Hood (Sampled)]
Uh, uh, yeah
Let's get it
Young Guapo, Young Guapo
Unh, Million Dollar Plugs 2
That's why fool be getting shot all the time
Trying to show how hard they is
Ignorant
Oh, fool, shut up
You be doing that shit too
I know

[Chorus: Jose Guapo]
Real diamonds in the Rollie
Keep a shooter like Ginobili
I listened to what my OGs told me
Nigga, don't speak 'cause you don't know me
No Miami, but we keep the heat
No Miami, but we keep the heat
I ain't calling off no beefs
I ain't calling off no beefs
Everything that I got, I got it out the streets
Everything that I got, I got it out the streets
Everything that I know, I learned it from the streets
Everything that I know, I learned it from the streets

[Verse 1: Jose Guapo]
I might just run off on my country boy
Hold on, wait a minute, what is he spending?
I get the profit and go off at Lenox
Told all these bitches just mind to their business
I ain't gon' go back and forth with a pee-on
Colorful bitches just like they a Crayon
Your girl gave me head right there on my new futon
All of this bread, I ain't talking 'bout crutons
You got you a pistol, but who are you shooting?
My circle so tight, we don't do no recruiting
You think you a gangsta, but who are you fooling?
This shit that we rap about, we really doing it
I told her to call me Big Guapo
AKA Young Savage and AKA Young [?]
Smell like a pound while I'm eating at Beni's
Making these plays while I'm all at Beni's
I got some head in the driveway
I told them back in the driveway
I know my niggas with foul play
So we might just get it with foul play
A Draco and an AK
Tussionex, nigga, and the Percocets
They don't know where we be serving at
They don't know where we be working at

[Chorus: Jose Guapo]
Real diamonds in the Rollie
Keep a shooter like Ginobili
I listened to what my OGs told me
Nigga, don't speak 'cause you don't know me
No Miami, but we keep the heat
No Miami, but we keep the heat
I ain't calling off no beefs
I ain't calling off no beefs
Everything that I got, I got it out the streets
Everything that I got, I got it out the streets
Everything that I know, I learned it from the streets
Everything that I know, I learned it from the streets

[Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I'm serving that pack, skrt like Iraq
Antidote in the old-school Cadillac
I beat the pot like I had a baseball bat
Candler Road, nigga, we still serving crack
[?] nigga, when I shoot with the Mac
Just put me in the frame, picture that
I trap out the apartments, come way in the back
I've been serving niggas way before I rapped
Bando with the boards, migos bringing more
Whipping galore, got gas like the store
Hoodrich, nigga, but I used to be poor
Pablo get the work from El Salvador
Choppers everywhere you open that door
Chop up the work like I had a sword
Gotta traffic the work in a Honda Accord
Too much water on me, need a surfboard
Pussy nigga, you ain't ready for war
Old-school dope like the phone with the cord
The plug in the socket, nigga, I'm the cord
Dirty sticks, nigga, I need some more
I ain't running out of dope, I got million dollar plugs jumped off the boat
Jumped in the Ghost
Ten bricks of the coke
I got the power like Ghost

[Chorus: Jose Guapo]
Real diamonds in the Rollie
Keep a shooter like Ginobili
I listened to what my OGs told me
Nigga, don't speak 'cause you don't know me
No Miami, but we keep the heat
No Miami, but we keep the heat
I ain't calling off no beefs
I ain't calling off no beefs
Everything that I got, I got it out the streets
Everything that I got, I got it out the streets
Everything that I know, I learned it from the streets
Everything that I know, I learned it from the streets