00:00I'm just a Southwest nigga. That's ultimate respect when I walk through Southwest. He on his knees and thanks me for even being out here, cuz. We chillin' through this bitch.
00:10For real, Cujo baby, chillin' through the hood. Been through this bitch, most respected. Talk about your label. What you gonna sign me for, man?
00:17Deuce Golden right here.
00:19I'm gonna have you to my label and make you a millionaire. You want a millionaire to make a millionaire and pay money?
00:25Cujo baby, the best through this bitch. Niggas know what's up with me.
00:28Don't need a fucking vest in this bitch. I'm straight invested.
00:32Go ahead and leave them rested. Sorry if I came out with the fed. Hit you on the head.
00:37Ooh, I'm cold and I don't need no sleds. Motherfucking talk and I ain't talking tech.
00:43I told you I'm the realest and till the day I'm dead. Put my money in the casket, cuz I'm about my bread.
00:49Motherfucking gone. Pull up on the front lawn. Straight chilling. Gargoyles, I don't care. Put them in the foil, bitch.
