Grand Hustle Pimp, hey, happenin' shorty? Me a true player and all I mean you know as a stand up guy you I hate to say I told you so, man I told you so
Back when we said we goin to run this shit man When we said Squad Click, Grand Hustle was the business When we said their was a whole 'nother of Atlanta A 'nother bunch of motherfuckers in the trap, y'all didnt
Man, I you so They thought a pimp wasn't to blow Because I was about moving O's and blow Pimp I you so
They thought that closed the door Ludacris came in and his 4? Man, I told you so The Mac, C-Rod, and Dro And AK had the coldest flow, nigga, I you so
I said the future was right up under your You thought the south wouldn't explode no Remember, I you so
Way when Kriss-Kross was hollering, "Jump", on ya tube was still gettin' jumped at school, we used to tote them tools Don't get me wrong I'll give to them dudes But approach us wrong and smoke them fools
Ain't no joke it's the truth, fuck a hater, let 'em do it do I'm busy now, but I'll be through in a few and I'm coming for you So keep shit talking it's something to do I'll spend a 100 grand get a something to do
been hustlin' since 92' when I heard UGK Hollering "Pocket of Stones", I was on my way Had a history in the yay, I started to trap At 13, let me take you farther than that
When my uncles was blocks, used to count the stacks I was only 8, my grand-daddy can vouch for And my had a lot of work, a lot of folk he got 'em work And ran numbers, said if he ain't wanna, he gotta work
Why I sold I guess, I got from pops My uncles a chip off the old block The nigga you hear now the same one off the old block Who used to stand on St. and get off the old block
Man, I you so They thought a wasn't s'posed to blow Because I was about moving O's and blow Pimp I you so
They thought that Outkast closed the Ludacris came in and his 4? Man, I told you so The Mac, C-Rod, and Dro And AK had the flow, nigga, I told you so
I the future was right up under your nose You thought the south wouldn't no more Remember, I you so
I the PSC, Killer Mike, David Banner And me and YoungBloodz, ran through Atlanta heat When Atlanta was sleep, nigga, back before you heard of me I was middle man into keys when KC was serving 3
I'm on top I deserved to be So simmer down, calm your at least Speak words with peace Before you lay out on the curb
Think about it, absurd to beef, I took my songs to street He told me dope boy was the bomb in the Since then my name rang alarms in the street Who knew how long it be?
If only L.A. knew how he could be I told you ain't nobody stronger me
Man, I you so They thought a wasn't s'posed to blow Because I was rappin' about moving O's and Pimp I you so
They thought that closed the door Ludacris in and sold his 4? Man, I told you so The Mac, C-Rod, and Dro And AK had the flow, nigga, I told you so
I said the future was up under your nose You thought the wouldn't explode no more Remember, I you so
southern rap shit of the day is something I helped design Puerto Rico of the mix I'll let you know who the next in line The Snowman, Wall, the Thug [Incomprehensible] of other niggaz shouldn't of even been signed
That's a of mine 'cause these niggaz be neglecting the grind Ain't waiting on nobody to let me shine, I'ma go get me And then they wonder why they checks 'Cause TIP was 20k? back in the day, need me to press
What be on niggaz mind? Man, don't get me to lyin' I seen ya kind, and that ain't even ya kind Ain't never a gram of crack and ain't no need of ya tryin' Back in the trap, pimp I see him survivin'
Man, I you so They thought a wasn't s'posed to blow Because I was rappin' about O's and blow Pimp, I you so
They thought that Outkast the door Ludacris came in and sold his 4? Man, I you so The Mac, C-Rod, and Dro And AK had the flow, nigga, I told you so
I said the was right up under your nose You thought the wouldn't explode no more Remember, I you so