[helicoptor sound]
  [Juvenile:]
  You 'bout dat paper
  You on top
  You handlin' business
  You doin' swell
  Down with yo' partners to da finish
  Are you willin'
  To hit da streetz up and make a killin'
  Are you a villain
  Pushin' a Bentley makin' millions
  Do you do your time
  Without rattin' on your partners
  Do you kill your beef
  With a pistol or a chopper
  Is you da man
  Do you pay all of your bills
  Did you make a plan
  And won't stop 'till it's fulfilled
  Can you handle coke
  Can you handle dope
  Ain't afraid to go
  Even though you know
  Ya daddy, look ya
  Do you take care of yo' kids
  Is it clean in yo' crib
  Can't you stand to eat some ribs
  Ain't it scandalous how we live
  You ball with Cash Money
  Do you like Manny Fresh
  Ain't it jive how I rap
  Puttin' New Orleans on the map
  You brush ya teeth
  You on dem hoes
  You got dem Ree's on ya feet
  With them Girbauds
    [Chorus x4:]
    Then you a solja partner, put up a solja rag!!!
  Throw up a solja rag
  Put up a solja rag
    [Juvenile:]
  Now what's happenin' wit' you
  You knockin' them heads off too
  You do what a playa do
  You work in the Rochambeau
  You ain't scared to blast
  When you got dat iron wit ya
  Do ya twerk it fast
  You acts a fool
  You got ya ski mask
  And ya solja rag
  Look...
  You ready to blow a bag
  Can you hustle like it's legal
  Can you avoid da people
  And hotwire a Regal
  You 'bout that evil
  Look...
  You on a ignorant trip
  When ya girl get flip
  Do you deal with her lip
  You like them Beamers
  You like them Benz 500s
  You like thmem Hummers
  You like them big fine womens
  You a playa ain't ya
  None of these cowards out could fade ya
  The ghetto made ya
  Dope fiends and junkies raised ya
  Do you sleep in suites
  Do you go shopping every week
  When you hit da streetz
  You got dem Reeboks on your feet
    [Chorus]
    [Juvenile:]
  Is you a paper chaser
  You got your block on fire
  Remainin' a G
  Until the moment you expire
  You know what it is
  To make nothin' outta somethin'
  You handle your biz
  And don't be cryin'
  And sufferin'
  Your playaz is wit ya
  You got your girlfriends wit ya
  Since you was a kid,
  You was a instant wig-splitter
  You twinkle your slug
  You ain't no coward huh
  You stompin' ya box in the mud
  A Hot Boy microwave oven
  Tatooted up, booted up
  None of these sissys lovin'
  Your windows are tinted
  You got a g and a half and you ready to spend it
  You don't mess with them Nike tennis?
  You play with Barettas
  You got choppers up on the dresser
  You sleep in the Royal Sonesta
  You wanna hit Vanessa
  You believe in GOD
  But can you handle it when its hard
  And represent your ward
  You be stalkin' the boulevard
    [Chorus]
    Then you a solja
  Then you a solja
  Then you a solja
  Then you a solja
  You a solja partner, put up a solja rag
  Put up a solja rag
  Put up a solja rag
  Now march playa step
  Now march playa step
  Now march playa step
  Now march playa step
  Now march playa step
  Now march playa step
  Now march playa step
  Now march playa step
  Put up a solja rag
  Put up a solja rag
  Don't be no fag boy!
  Put up a solja rag
  Come blow a bag boy!
  Put up a solja rag
  Holla at me boy
  Put up a solja rag