heavy on the grindin' entertainment
my game sharper than an elephant's tusk
me myself at night the only that i can trust
sleep with one eye open finger on the pistol clutch
i got my hands and everything
i'm as real as they come and got no bitch potential
when i was comin' up there certain things we don't allow
like long fingernails and me and arching the eyebrow
here's another thing i don't condone and don't approve
how all of a sudden snitchin' became cool
i'm gamed up i be chewin' on this mack granite
og jay be stomped that laced that niggas posted never can
i brought the baddest broad in the whole facilitation
all by way of mouthpiece just by my manipulation
i can make it look like i'm at my best when i'm at my worst
persuade the broad to put on the dress and break her for her purse
ten wraps and a rubber band
three or four more in my other hand
gettin' money i'm a stunna
in a 'nike shoe box like a hundred grand
a day in the life on the soil in caliscrillya
take the wrong turn and these youngsters out here kill ya
they love us hustlers and dealers
they wanna tear our houses down so they can build some of my kids
just tryna get my point across
where i'm from it's pandemonium and chaos
where i'm from the lights is off
where i'm from we do it bare-faced instead of ski masks
no more talking on them cells
i heard the federal went ahead and bought nextel
they got us sleepin' in the gym instead of our own cells
we flippin' ten or better
got a little bit of cheddar
mama now you got more killers than a peacock better
gettin' money i'm a stunna man
with bitch like i do little whips about the stunna van
shoot a box full of rubber bands
what you doin' with that?
big stacks from the back of the shack
hella turkey bags just to put my weed in
wrapped cheese in a rubber band and call it gouda
look out pimp! ai-i-i-te! what it do!
and you don't wanna stunt with us
and you don't wanna stunt with us
and cheese means yaper you square ass square butts
let's get back to what we're talkin' about earlier
what was we talkin' about earlier
hustlers.hustlers are us. uh oh. ahhh. look out