You know what it do nigga You know the of it too huh? Cash money I dont know what they be thinkin But fuck 'em, you know they be talking about my Yeah, If we dont know nothin, we we gotta grind for the shine daddy Believe One million, two million, three million, four You it? If you cant bitch, go get your nose out nigga
Wayne} You at a soldier I'm the sure thing Born and raised in the middle of a poor I turned a bad thing a good thing Listenin to malcom feelin like been hoodwinked I could about tomorrow and its promises But I'ma load my gat on some survival shit And i hear they got a drought on it I take a out of rap and I hustle til I'm out of it Yeah, you can smell the work in the car Smell you in the trunk if you at all Shit, I got diamonds on my bitch and all my teeth 52 carrots, bugs bunny, all money I got an x-connect on the coast I buy 'em for five and 'em for twenty mo' Fo' sho I'm nice the flo But a chosen few I'm a hustla on the low
Look into the eyes of a hustla Yeah, money get it and the I get it Its ova bitches Yeah, you know its money ova Know go get my Look into the of a hustla baby Yeah, I'ma get it and the I get it Its money ova Yeah, you know its money ova Know go get my
{Lil it out the wrapper Sit it on the Break a off and put it in my bitch's nose She me how it feels She's numb, She's Bitch! wake up and help me these hoes I gotta get my cake up all I eat is dough I'm a dangerous watch your feets, your toes I this mothafucka you cant keep the clothes your mouth we're talkin bout Stop out your face Before I have a hundred shots jumpin out ya face One shot will knock girlfriends scrungie out of place Tony I dont play I coach Hoe, I spray on the cockroach, die slow I know my flow is than 50 in Hollygrove Thats the As he that black bentley coupe through the city All the try to get me and I let 'em
{Lil Yeah, I got twenty on my thats a day schedule Rain diamonds nigga Thats a rainy day diamond earings Sunny day Its my niggas Its eyeview I'd straight you The bitches on the Looking for the But I just 'em guidelines dicks and pistols 5 hard, 5 soft, up in tissue Say bitch you better get back I start to miss you Its the carter baby pardon all my I gotta get it I'm a hustla to my shoe Tell boys come on in the swimming pool a fool Then I eat 'em up like food And I'm floatin with keys in the inner They see my driving with pounds in the 22's All 51 in the 47 Dope boy, boy what they all yellin
{Lil Shut the fuck up, I dont need ya'll niggas.......... p