Yeah, man we them everybody talkin 'bout Hey yo, yo
Whether it's, chips or whips or of 'caine I still shine at the end when forced to rain the game, three shots parade ya Range Hit the passenger, driver, old man on a
I'm a shell in the chamber, to pop Stoudamire on the court I'm used to movin' the rock Cruise in the drop, 740, in the box My shifty, never callin' the cops
A Green Bay jersey, out on Bennett puffin' D's on the route tryin' to a nigga dirty Respect the flow, better yet respect the He get like rich and po'
Fuck a 9 to 5, I'd rather wake up and bars And your wife, known to make my dick Cartier lenses, on my Benz's When shit break out, hit the fences
We stay bent, back behind tint, puffin' sticks, spliff up We are the hustlaz everyone's talkin' Big belt, flossy shades, paint on glaze, We are the hustlaz everyone's about
Unidentifiable straps makin' heat sicker We are the hustlaz everyone's about We about reliable scratch and gettin' this math We are the hustlaz everyone's about
Shit I might as well be duels, they call me the Flow master I ridin' tracks like a natural disaster You know I'm 'bout macra, I'll clap ya, a pirate [Incomprehensible] Far from a Hollywood
A factor, on paper and cars I like crowds, stay minglin' with the stars I'm in the 6500 Benz truck with broads Dimes in every I strike through be on me so hard
You know them Bentley bound, [Incomprehensible], wild Hummer That wanna take the car, up your tight summer shit The game's heavy, man that's way off the Heavier than whales at animal theme parks
You is SweeTarts, my family is street sharks We keep the ER busy tryin' to the treat marks Shit, we merk niggaz Eddie, get ready We got heat that set car alarms off M-80's
We bent, laid back behind tint, puffin' sticks, spliff up We are the hustlaz everyone's about Big belt, shades, paint on glaze, nigga We are the hustlaz talkin' about
Unidentifiable straps makin' clap sicker We are the everyone's talkin' about We about reliable scratch and gettin' this math We are the hustlaz talkin' about
The Game on some regular rhymin', fuck all this new When they let real niggaz get on that cruise ship Black Sox and Dallas Squad got, and cars Get, brains stars after those awards
Miyagi's or doubles, don't think I buy out the bar little shit, Mercedes dealership, buy out the cars Sticker in the window, let 'em that it's ours Sittin' on shit you ain't seen like we got it from Mars
Game like Laker Will, a bitch off your arm She see covered in ice like I lived through a snowstorm Plus I blow like my first name was [Incomprehensible] Pay off security at clubs, get our admitted
Outside the club in the parkin' lot, dot six Not it's stocked? Nigga it's the one we keep the bricks in Hard black on leather's what we keep the chicks in And bitches stay sniffin' like smellin' is a sixth sense
We stay bent, laid back behind tint, puffin' sticks, up We are the hustlaz talkin' about Big belt, shades, paint on glaze, nigga We are the hustlaz everyone's about
Unidentifiable straps makin' heat clap We are the everyone's talkin' about We about reliable scratch and gettin' this math We are the hustlaz talkin' about