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