[Chorus: And we gone stay hustling on the block we caught And we gone stay showing off that jewelry we bought And we gone stay heated in case it's in and out of 'Cause we some gangstas, I don't know what the you thought
One: Ludacris] Sometimes I think that I gotta see a little bit of brighter I confine myself to a city near you in a solid cage And you could look to the left and the right, but I'm on center stage And I could rap to the beat, but I know how to change my wage I still hear a and I track 'em, and strack 'em, and whack 'em Jack a nigga for the day to days and I yak 'em, 'em, and sack 'em Get a weapon and I crack his brain I'm hustler, baller, pro And it wouldn't be for me to be around busters, and crawlers, and hoes But I'm a at night so talk shit and I'm gonna lift 'em up off of their toes With a street regulating quarters, and ki's, and o's In the two seater, Ludacris and Twista bags of 'dro and choking, get 'em up and croaking It's so potent, I'm hoping to on floating wet and you can bet, people I'm high I'm seeing lions, and tigers and - oh my! And I can't it and keep it hidden, good riddance of feeling good I'm weapon-concealing, my neighborhood Would, could, and should a nigga off see you later, go to the doctor, hold my balls and (cough) Because the and I caught the drawn, brain blown, honey I'm home Give me the microphone, and is like, "leave me alone!"
[Verse Two: Throw it up if you get high, get blowed, get If you on what I'm on come on and it, let's ride, smoke 'dro, beat the trunk All the bad ass bitches that want to party, just shake it, players get pumped Me and my thugs and hustlers in the party, get money, fuck hoes, get (Look out) Put a little bit of hash and motherfucking purple haze I feel it all my body, adrenaline with the Bacardi got me up and ripping shit in a rage In the netti confetti a belly, gucci Timberland on the pedal up in the 'lac truck Want to get me for the get the whole motherfucking 'hood to come and give you some back up We can get into it and if you to do it I'm leaking the fluids out of the bodies want to come at this If they ever got some blood for fucking with that I bury My better not want none of Twis' Represent for the city, that different with me got thinking its a game And whether you in my city and I talk I'm going to kill him, especially if he say my I've been known to my business Or I'm stick him up for the scrilla, from K-Tilla, smoking on a fat pilla haters that I'm full of Niggaz claiming they wanna bring a baretta they'll be Balling out so hard the of my rims grows to a hellafied sight-scene When the dough become no bigger, I'm still drop that 2003 (Throw it up if you...)