Hey, pull over there dawg them my *****z over there
Aight, what up, *****z? Y'all seen that punk *** ***** Ren?
Yeah, that ***** came through yesterday
Y'all seen that ***** video? Na, I ain't seen that *****'s **** yet, man
Man, that *****'s **** whack anyway, aight dawg, aight *****

Hey ***** put this in though you didn't like that *****
Man, why you always listenin' to his ****?
'Cause *****, I'm on his nuts fool, just turn that **** up
Man, p*** me the phone, yeah, man, what's happenin'?
Yeah, so we be there in a minute

Hey man, turn on the TV
Yeah *****, roll up that weed
Fool, you got some papers?
Yeah, it's in the room on the dresser

Hey man, I don't see 'em
Hey man look in the closet
Oh, damn *****, what the ***k you doin' in the closet, fool?
Scared the ***k outta me, wh***up?

And check it out y'all
(Yo, I'm still the same *****)
And check it out y'all
(Yo, I'm still the same *****)

This ***** be creepin' on fools all day and night
I got determined millimeters *****, ***k a fight
'Cause *****z don't scrap no mo', that's a no, no
Fools get hot, they shoot yo' *** on the spot

'Cause ***** made *****z get ***ked like a ho
But be outta work like that ***** Arsenio
'Cause *****z be talkin' **** behind my back
Wishin' they could get they hands sweaty on my nut sack

I ain't from Ohio but I'm a player
So ***** *** *****z what the ***k you gotta say a
Poppa gotta brand new bag when I rock
'Cause *****z on the corner sellin' **** out the ziplock

Uh, but me and my *****z sit back and relax
While I ***k it up bustin' on them tight *** tracks
Yeah, you *****z know where you can find me
I'm kickin' back in Compton with my *****z behind me
Still the same *****

And check it out y'all
(Yo, I'm still the same *****)
And check it out y'all
(Yo, I'm still the same *****)

I used to be a magician, but a ***** gave up tricks
'Cause my ***istance was ***kin' too many ****s
So I start my mission, leave my residence
***k it, ***** makin' dead presidents

But *****z be wantin' they hands in my pocket say gimme
For a penny, all they feelin' is the jimmy
Like Rick James I'm bustin' out on the funk
Nothin' up my sleeve, the **** is in the trunk

But don't make me bop that ****, and it's on
'Cause I can get rocky like Sylvester Stallone
*****z shootin' stones, mother***k a sly
If I wanted to I could hit you with my third eye

Then you'll be in a deep sleep
So bring the band by, 'cause ***** chokin' like I mad fly
I'm still takin' *****z out with the ****
That's droppin' out my mouth 'cause I'm still the same *****

And check it out y'all
(Yo, I'm still the same *****)
And check it out y'all
(Yo, I'm still the same *****)

Yeah, minute you win it, a ***** ain't a loser
It's a black ***** hittin' corners on a beach cruiser
Or you might catch a ***** in a Chevy
'Cause my mother***kin' **** is so heavy

Rap skits kicked to the curb, they gets no play
When I'm rollin' in the 4-54 in L.A.
***k the radio and they format
I got ***** made ***** killa wrote on my doormat

So *****z don't ring my bell
I gotta bad at***ude and I'm mad as hell
'Cause I break goddamn necks with my rhymes
*****z in the street don't wanna ***k with mine

Devil's be askin' what I did
Tell 'em I make funky *** records, plus I built pyramids
But *****z in the streets I'm a good fella
In the trench like Gotti and the umbrella, still the same *****

And check it out y'all
(Yo, I'm still the same *****)
And check it out y'all
(Yo, I'm still the same *****)