Listen.. They say rapping's a of knowledge ya ass to college' Now they broke ass us Tryin to ask for Sittin behing glass High class I make two cash deposits everytime I pass the If niggas lookin for the The grands can be the man He got it in his of wallet no If's, And's, about it 'That the hottest' I accedently five grand Cause man, we We shop at Family Dollars If your ice is If you ask me for a I my price inflate We still ghetto, lookin for some mics to break I'm still hangin around a hood, a liscense plate I'm not cappin, trust me You'll when I'm cappin When I pull out gat And you hear that thang You hear what boy said? be a hard head Save me some left im through with some raw bread
Let's open, the garage and pull, cars out (Why?) em how boys in the dirty south shiiiiiiiine (Money is on mind, chasin them dollar signs Get off of behind and go Grind) there's no time, to sleep - we hustle and grind, all the Because money's on our miiiiiiiind (Chasin dollar signs, you sayin you wanna shine? Then get up off of behind and go Grind)
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They say a waste of money 'Man, invest it in Now they and out of work Ever Enron flopped Have a for every season That's the way Mo money my mattress Then you have in safe When money slow up? Make a different blow up Alotta cats older then me, but ain't never grow up Boys hit a couple of licks, buy kicks and they quit I ain't for a fifth, I'm on the grind to get rich I ain't lie, I got lazy making fifty a week But when that sunk to ten I woke up out of my sleep I don't compete with other I myself Self-Emplyed, I write a check
And myself I admire myself, with a set of Slabs, All courtisey of my underground, mass of It don't what it cost, just grab some loot I'll earn it back before class is through.. goin down
Let's open, the and pull, Them cars out (Why?) Show em how boys in the dirty shiiiiiiiine (Money is on mind, chasin them dollar signs Get off of behind and go Grind) there's no time, to sleep - we hustle and grind, all the money's always on our miiiiiiiind (Chasin them signs, you sayin you wanna shine? Then get up off of behind and go Grind)
Listen.. They say our album dropped And we ain't proved a Look at the Sound Scan Tell us who's the Okay, if we hit Top 100 on Billboards We still gone joy, 50 hundreds in Bills boy We Houston streets, so you can say we RoadRunners You better hide your deer, like we was Doe Never made doe from a dealer, I'm no runna But I intercept chips like a kick from a punta HUT ONE! HUT TWO! - We through, what it do? that Houston, Texas Underground? What a fool It's okay if you DeeJay's don't give us play We tell the to go get our CD today, they obey Underground CD sella, Hundred or betta But I'm not in this to get a Grammy letta or metal Just tryin to alot of chedda, Mirror Mirror on the wall Can you tell us who ball? 'Chamillion and Paul Wall'
X2] Let's open, the garage and pull, Them out (Why?) em how boys in the dirty south shiiiiiiiine (Money is on mind, chasin them dollar signs Get off of behind and go Grind) there's no time, to sleep - we hustle and grind, all the money's always on our miiiiiiiind (Chasin them dollar signs, you sayin you shine? get up off of your behind and go Grind)