Yeah, Attic Crew, Crew and Cooley C, my nigga Yeah, yeah, my nigga, it's Attic Crew and Cooley C, my Yeah, Youngbloodz, Youngbloodz and C, my nigga Um, Twayne
Now it's time to let y'all nigga about me Oh, I can get mo money, mo money, don't to me And everythin' I say that be on the Rap for the love of money, it up once mo'
Going once, twice, got the O for the low Got my cheese in the soil, tryin' to make my flow Hell no, never off, slip pimpin' You can get it or get it soft
All day, round the tryin' to get it in I worried bout' the rich 'cause I'm in the wind All I got is my folks, forgive me for my sins And if this ain't for me, please me thank again
Gotta get my shit right, tight like gurls draws Let me recognize the game and all the While I'm out here, please let me up And my every step so I don't have to duck
Never wanted this, how a nigga stuck? Hit me on the nigga, I'm a' sack it up Rabbit on my head all day for good On the hustle everyday but who gives a fuck
So what you got when you ain't got to show Thangs movin' slow, can't get hands on no blow Ain't got no flow naw, some quick cash If hustlin' is the answer nigga, get up off ass
So what you got when you ain't got nothing to Thangs movin' slow, can't get your hands on no Ain't got no flow naw, some quick cash If hustlin' is the nigga, get up off your ass
I walk the crib, with my mind on the dough Been hustlin' these verses, ain't got a damn thang to I keep my head up because I feel it's to pop Done heard a deal going down at the dock
Critics say it don't 'til you get it and it's gone It's all about the fett', set it off, get it You me on the corner, I'll be buddy with the sacks Off in the studio it be Twayne the tracks
Fire like that dope smoked everyday Got a call my source, he on the way with the yeah in from overseas 'bout 82 ki's Not a to be said, everybody hit your knees, let's leave
Get the cheese, make with the blow in the door, right before we do the show Mr. Dope Man, you lookin' kinda movin' slow now that you ain't got shit
So you got when you ain't got nothing to show Thangs movin' slow, can't get your hands on no Ain't got no flow naw, need quick cash If hustlin' is the nigga, get up off your ass
So what you got when you ain't got nothing to Thangs movin' slow, can't get hands on no blow Ain't got no naw, need some quick cash If hustlin' is the nigga, get up off your ass
So you got now, you out of luck Sellin' soul to the devil just to make a quicker buck But for what you a chance, recievin' half of some blow And pushin' them quarter underground to keep the flow
It's toe to toe, we can take it to the deepest of the And anybody else who wanna bite try a piece Of these Youngbloodz, bustin' 30 slugs so just You crawlin' out of a shell, findin' ways up out these
Like craps you out to gamble, everythin' you own And still to pretend as if this game gonna keep 'em known And do you in a ball of burnin' hell So might as well take a ride on the weed the A T L
And niggas we outdone and out gunned So what's the first attempt when got you on the run fun, they shootin' tons of shots, so whose to blame Nobody but yourself as you hold the pain
So what you got when you ain't got to show Thangs movin' slow, get your hands on no blow Ain't got no naw, need some quick cash If is the answer nigga, get up off your ass
So what you got when you got nothing to show movin' slow, can't get your hands on no blow Ain't got no flow naw, need some cash If hustlin' is the nigga, get up off your ass
So what you got when you got nothing to show Thangs slow, can't get your hands on no blow Ain't got no flow naw, need some cash If hustlin' is the nigga, get up off your ass
So you got when you ain't got nothing to show movin' slow, can't get your hands on no blow Ain't got no flow naw, need some quick If hustlin' is the answer nigga, get up off ass