Oh shit, my nigga (What up my nigga) Maino,Whats up my nigga, aw, You've been gone 10 years nigga, up man (Yeah, man, you what it is) Yo nigga We on nigga Lets get this money, man up man lets get this money Yo check man, yo for real, let me you
What up my I'm happy that you I missed you, let me tell you been going on Since you've been gone a lot of changed We came up getting real off of 'Cain Enough shit, whole team off of drug shit You like a brother to me, you ain't got to shit Ah, shit, I every word you say FAM, but listen to me though I got a bigger better man we can get up in this rap shit You jokin' right, go 'head with that shit Relax kid, we gotta use We can get rich, we ain't even got to shit. I'm though, but you ain't no rapper, yo (I'm not) Exactly but none of that though Cause I can them, with a little flashy flow Look, kid, I'm after dough (I know) We have to blow, you know why? Cause we give them real shit nigga, Old Nigga, Bet you they goin' feel this Think it we already going hard We start a movement and name it Hustle Hard
So what you do you wanna do I gotta car a trunk full of money and its all for you Man, I'm to life You welcome nigga you deserve to be right (Repeat)
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(phone rings) Maino, up? Who's Who you think it is, Got to be yo bitch ok You now whats up with tonight (Umm) Nigga you gon give it to me first I need that That 10-year Imma freak you, might bring another (Wow) Look, nigga, pussy, you can that Imma give you everything to my ass crack its like that Its that I like You like You a baby, Imma treat you like that Yeah, I hear you talking you on the right track After I see my P.O. hit you right back
So you wanna do? What you do? Got some ass head and a soft bed all for you Man Im back to Welcome Home you deserve to be right (Repeat)
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Have a seat, and no standing in the Glad to meet you, Im parole officer Says here youve had mishappenins Jermaine Coleman, related kidnapping Now captain, the rules is easy week you gotta come here and see me Get a job, cant one, see me test, heres a cup for you to pee pee Im not a friend; I aint to get to know you And since you to hang, heres a 9 o clock curfew Trust me, Parole is for Act up and Imma put your ass in jail I the drill I wasted half of my life So what you gonna do to bring a change in your Imma get it from doing bigger things Got my mind right, on to million dreams