[Talking]
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Nigga wanna hustle
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Nigga wanna sell dope where we grow up nigga
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Ride with me and learn something nigga
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If not - stay away my playground nigga
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Yeah! - this shit right here is for real hustle niggas
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Real street niggas - y'all follow me
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Squared niggas - kick back and listen how is shit really go
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Uh!
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[Verse One]
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Cabbage work hoes goes spoke and pistols
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Last in getting away hearin whistles
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Scopin down map gestural back full of chips
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A hot ass scraps ski mask and two in the clips
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Scoop on 'em motophone let 'em know it's on
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I pack use 'em draws homeboy - nigga we goners
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Beep on 'em Mexican though - we won't work
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No Baking Soda slides twenty on 'em for the dirt
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Got 'em - strap on 'em my shell with ducktapes
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See nervous - while the Greyhouse escpae across Interstate
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Jumpin up in the friendly scotia down chicken weight
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For the work show up - and really do - be straight
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They pull up bread all the lookin flawless us a show dog
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Twenty bird and rally car like she a mother law
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Damn! - she'll need no duck the law
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Bitch got us switch walkin with the work like motherfuck the law
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[Hook]
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That's the shit nigga ball fo'
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How they dope that they wall fo'
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Jumpin on ' em hoes
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They floss the hoes
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We carry choppers stole us on homies with calicos
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With the funk kick - wishin y'all holy copy with those
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Banged out, thanged out - everybody hangin' out
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Whole crews anybody sayin we bust used
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Go back - blast the gas about to shootin' us
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For cabbage work hoes and hundred fo's
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[Verse Two]
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Now in the N and N.Y. talkin' to why dies with the bitch
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And some load ki's me insider
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It's now and never - turn back why should we
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Let's turn this bitch upside down (how could we)
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First to be unnoticed - I don't trust that bitch
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She fine - but she mixed with rat the lil snitch
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I don't feel right I know crass bustin bust pipe
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And the fed I had up on punk ass snitch all night
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Where we better do - is send that bitch to the ?
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Take the ki's to the rally car and get that bitch the cap
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She go be mad about it cause she getting cut out
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But just let it know her job is done (bitch butt out)
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Why we here for? - (nigga we here paper chasin')
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Okay then - well let's made this put reservatoins
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Bust - train or even train station
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If you got motophone we can start this operation
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[Hook]
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That's the shit nigga ball fo'
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How they dope that they wall fo'
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Jumpin on 'em hoes
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They floss the hoes
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We carry choppers stole us on homies with calicos
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With funk kick wishin' y'all holy copy with those
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Banged out, thanged out - everybody hangin' out
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Whole crews anybody sayin' we bust used
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Go back - blast the gas about to shootin' us
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For cabbage work hoes and hundred hoes
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[Verse Three]
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Now I'm the KING OF ROCK - for my work
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One time shoot the block I did my sack about the dirt
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Like a dream team - both feams tryin' around me like impressed
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Takin' fifth G horse and spork the dope 'port
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Like a hell is seen hot for shit - I ain't trippin'
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Got folks in the bushes with the chop chop - so I ain't slippin'
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None of these out of town C's and Beems
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Niggas playin 'em gueens street they never seen the pontrees
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Hobbed on the plane - I'm back on stinky greens
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And Inglewood floss and faded the whole scene
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1-0 back Ol' T - dope grindin'
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Fresh gear, big wheels, jewels shinnin'
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So I hit Shall Sunday - watchin' with low-low's hot
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Me and my N.O. partners - on the strippin' new drops
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Bentleys, Warreys, Benzes, Hummers
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With none full of fall for the next twenty Summers
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[Hook]
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That's the shit nigga ball fo'
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How they dope that they wall fo'
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Jumpin on 'em hoes
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They floss the hoes
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We carry choppers stole us on homies with calicos
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With the funk kick wishin' y'all holy copy with those
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Banged out, thanged out - everybody hangin' out
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Whole crews anybody sayin' we bust used
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Go back - blast the gas about to shootin' us
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For cabbage work hoes and hundred fo's
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[Mack 10 {talking}]
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And there you have it - that's how it go
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From top to bottom - half heart, half money nigga
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Oh - don't get it fucked up
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| I still got money for my firs |
