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