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Yeah, yeah, ya'll already know it is, pimp
T.I.P., king of the south
BGizzzy, let's do it
Grand Hustle, pimp, Chopper City in
Got my nigga Blok in this
Eastside Westside Bankhead nigga, it is on, what
nigga, you know what it is, on through Mechanicville
Snow nigga, Pittsburgh, all my real niggas ride out with me
Ya'll know happening, PSC nigga

I can give you what you want, T.I.P. the
Game withcha ya need, I can tell ya all it
You can come up in the streets but it no gettin' out it
I tell ya I'm a "G", pimp, I'm really being modest
I can tell ya bout the boyz, hoes and the ballers
The and the macks, real niggas wouldn't call us
Hanging in the traps 'cause what our daddy taught us
From 30's on the 'lac, to a Benz on

Standin' on the corners, slingin' and stacking dollars
Till it's time to cop a and I'm tired of moving quarters
My daddy won't a and my momma won't a lawyer
I ain't never had shit, is in order
to get a mill for my sons and my daughters
If I a bad bitch with connections down in Florida
Said her daddy and her uncle, still cross the water
I'm now, I'd be a motherfuckin' fool, if I don't call her

What it is my nigga, what it do, it do
I got a brick or two, I'm finna to buss a move, a move
it is my nigga, what it do, what it do
I got a and I'm finna cut the fool
What it do, what it do, what it do, it do, what it do
My nigga, what it do, what it do, it do, what it do, what it do
it do, what it do my nigga, what it do and what it do

I'm a H U S T L E R
If I don't know you, then fuck ya, if I ya, I front ya
But ya gotta break me off, you don't, I ya slippin' on the block
And knock you off, I know people, I get nice
Get'em five dollars, ten dollars a pill
I know people, get for thirteen
If I fuck with ya, then get 'em for

I people, get'em three hundred a pound
Give'em to ya for hundred if you my round
I'm a hustler, holla at me
I'm connected with weed, white, tan and brown
Come see a nigga, a nice sixteen
You real, we work, you fake, it's twenty G's
like that, I dun been through the struggle
I'm Chopper City, and fucking with Grand Hustle

What it is my nigga, it do, what it do
I got a brick or two, I'm to buss a move, buss a move
it is my nigga, what it do, what it do
I got a tool and I'm cut the fool
What it do, what it do, what it do, it do, what it do
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it do, what it do, my nigga, what it do and what it do

I got the eye of a and the heart of a bear
I'm the of the jungle you can follow me there
Now you can hear it from these niggas, who hardly was
Or it from niggas, who fought and make it a scar to get here
Several years ago, I myself that I solemnly swear
Forever be hard to kill, even to scare
One reason why me and the cats is hard to compare
'Cause I'm fact, that's fiction, it hardly

Being hated, of the game,yes, it's hard but it's fair
Well, I'ma be the best hating nigga, see if I
But just know, I'm raising the bar and I'm keeping it
And I'ma still ride clean, weed in the air
With two or three bad bitches, got they in the air
Say they when I smack on they ass, and skeet in they hair
Listen, I don't care if you got the of the year
Ya show shut down, if the "Don" appears

What it is my nigga, it do, what it do
I got a or two, I'm finna to buss a move, buss a move
it is my nigga, what it do, what it do
I got a tool and I'm finna cut the
What it do, what it do, what it do, what it do, it do
My nigga, what it do, what it do, what it do, it do, what it do
What it do, what it do, my nigga, it do and what it do