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(featuring Thug, Kyleon, Chris Ward & Dre Day)

[Slim
Close your lips and open your ears, for a
You just might, some thangs
I understand your plan, let me get this right
You broke, but you grinding all day and
You on the block pushing caine, Jordan's and a chain
I know, everybody wanna have nice
But mayn, you must think the game is a game
around and have yourself, catching a chain
Better stash you cash, for a rainy day mayn
Cause only God knows, what tomorrow
Better listen, I'm trying to a lot of sorrow and pain
Cause falling on ass, is a horrible thang
You better listen, I too shit too raw explain
learn from the mistakes, of the Outlaw gang
I been there that, fought that won that
Lost that and got it back, you better listen

- 2x]
Quit being headed (yeah I hear you mayn)
Open your ears and just listen (yeah I you mayn)
Get off your ass and do something (yeah I you mayn)

It's more than one way out here, to get do'
It don't take a rocket scientist, to get bro
You can get that fast, get that
Hit with that grass, with that blow
Or with that pads, spit flow
Or with it, try to get back mo'
not me, I refuse to lose
You either got it or you don't, and I to choose
And candy I cruise, cause if I snooze I lose
And if I get out there bad, I just use my
My mind and muscle, that helps me grind and
If it for this rap, I'd try to find a hustle
Why sitting on they behind, steady trying to hustle
24/7-3/65, my to hustle
I'd be a out here, I got dimes and shuffles
Kyleon, is what really defines the hustle, listen mayn

[Chris
You need to quit so much, for a minute and hush
Stop trying to throw down boy, why you in such a
You play the game, as if you got a flush
But if you don't cool off, you just might get
I grind against the grain, and brain like a crush
for me to get mine, is a plus and a must
But listen, ain't for everybody
if you ain't got the heart, and you's a scary body
Oh but I know, you hear me boy
It's gon take som'ing bad to happen, for you to me boy
But I'm so and tired, of teaching and preaching
You ain't meet me half way, it's like I'm the only one that's reaching
While you leaching, you gon find yourself smashed
up, wrecked and crashed
You of forgot my nigga, your future's my past
You oughtta listen, 'fore you up on your ass

- 2x]

[Sir
On how, I got cash
I sold zones bled mics, rocks and hash
I click pro long, had to get on these and mash
You want your do' long, try to hit these blocks and
Be careful though, you got niggaz watch your stash
And the second you slip get off his hip, gon pop ass
Get a cop a Tech, take your prize in the dash
We balling now, hit the lot put your ride on
You hard headed not heated, when you on glass
Left it at home, but you need it you ride on glass
Knocked off your feet you looking weak, boys slide on past
Had a high class bitch, now you collide with
Now you the hoodrat plumber, pushing hoodrat mama
Laid up with the slut, and caught the high from her
Now you lying like a plumber, sick broke and in
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