Whassup dog? I got this ass nigga right here Y'know, fuckin' with this ass bitch Puttin' her before the scrill' all the time, ya
Man I got this nigga transcripts, and every mother thang Tellin' this all my mother fuckin' business Puttin ass cash everyday Nigga that, this Westside
Be you fuckin' peon, got the Don furious Talkin' on the phone got the curious I'm serious! I don't give a fuck he is Snatch him out the factory, bring his ass to me How the fuck you think I got the name (Punk)
Mack God Rap Genie, you see me Up in this game since you was a lame Y'all at my school, nigga I rule You never make me holla, smokin' on a fifteen From the water, watch your daughter
She catch the Holy Ghost from this rap sermon While you vermin', smokin' I'm rollin' German (Bitch)
earnin' makin' mo' money (Ching ching) Enemies look so funny, they clothes bummy Don't no honey, that's right I'm thinkin' with my big head, fuck what my dick said
We puttin' cash over ass, each and day Go on let the play (The hustlers we money makin' motherfuckers) (I know you love us)
We puttin' over ass, each and every day Go on let the play (The hustlers we some makin' motherfuckers) (I that you love us)
Now who's that nigga got these bitches silly? (Me) I'm the Big Willie for rilly, the dilly You can ask Phillie 'cause I got a year's (Yup)
You must want to die, get the lye After dark up at Park Shallow grave for the mark check his The game about to start big thangs automatic Pu (Automatic)
Keep your off them bitches, eyes on your riches If it twitches it stitches If it or switches, fuck and take pictures, now I'm in a two-point zone, and I'm still bumpin' Call me in the clutch, ain't lost my
Nigga On the microphone If I drove it in the video, bitch, I can drive it Tight as a (Tight) You got to get your own, get on, now
We puttin' cash ass, each and every motherfuckin' day Go on let the players (The hustlers we some makin' motherfuckers) (I know that you us)
We cash over ass, each and every day Go on let the players (The hustlers we money makin' motherfuckers) (I know that you us)
Get your ass up and go to work, 'cause you On payday, that shit gon' hurt Fuckin' with a skirt of handlin' your bizness Rich dude, now you got to three wishes
I'm suspicious, of any motherfucker fuck over finance 'Specially up my plans I'm the boss, I can be But never see her and me, over currency
you the third degree, 'cause you got Too many bitches and you like bankin' for a penny Stop fuckin' on dum dums Find one some ass and some income
Who wanna win? Who spin? Who wanna make, twenty-five (Me) Ice Cube the great pushin' rhymes like
We cash over ass, each and every goddamn day Go on let the play (The we some money makin' motherfuckers) (I that you love us) (Fuck)
We puttin' over ass, each and every day Go ahead let the play (The hustlers we some money motherfuckers) (I know you love us)
We puttin' over ass, each and every day Go on let the play (The hustlers we some money motherfuckers) (I know, I know that you us)
We cash over ass, each and every day Go on let the play (The hustlers we some makin' motherfuckers) (I know you love us)
Never put that hoe, in of that dough nigga For (Never a bitch nigga) For what? She ain't gon' you If you ain't got no dough (Bitch with me got to be workin') (Gettin' yaknahmsayin?) come up, scrilla scrilla y'all (Never ass cash nigga) scrilla y'all (We greedy)
Cha (She can get some CD's, some keys) Cha (Ha ha ha, make the shake they titties) Cha ching, cha (Over my knee) Cha-ching, (Never ass cash) Never ass cash