That night was
Shit
Like that four five four
Shits drew d
I don't need to ride that four
Ever play ride that four five four
Well well well well
Rap I rap for itone that don't give a f**k
It's g's up and c**k suckers down
I'm at your f**g throat
With that new west coast sound
Motherfuckers get ready for the throwdown
Cause it's about to it's about to go down
Real hard it's a line up for ghetto stores on
Enough for the shit they bump on the real yard
Talking through the struggle shit you gotta love it
Now I gotta love it
It's over with so f**g
Hey it ain't a thing but a chicken wayne cousin
I'm living extra crispy original the whole bucket
Mac with cheese and coke shall I continue
I'm the big deal to come with every side on the menu
West to the east the street beef spitting yeast
All up in the beat to make the bread and green
Yeah boy I'm about my hundred grand in the hood
Hop out like hustle when I pull that thing
You'll understand I'm the f**g man baby in the hood
I'm about my hustle strapped up n**a f**k
That hustle yeah boy I'm about my hundred incredible
And I ain't no doing it
Now I'm smoking on some overseas abs
Damn shit
Kush weed politic and tryna make my plan stick
Push me pull close to the edge I smash quick
I ain't that
N**a thinking he getting a couple dollars a switch
I ain't your role model I ain't on no positive shit
I'm more some by any means a n**a got to get rich
Ski maskings mygames only logic is this
It's only one way up to go
And that's up out of this shit
And could you believe
They didn't see that I was the shit
If niggas slept I woke them up
Like in aalarm at the six
Look I'm a hustler
You can tell just by the corps that I dip
Extra features
Fully loaded like the bronze that I flip
It's not a board and I'm gonna spit
It's not a part of my script
You out weakness ass niggas get a rest of this
Snitch took you
Niggas looking at me like a lick you could hit
But tell you ask the last n**a buddy resting in pits
Yeah boy I'm proud my hundred twists
In the hood hunt pout like hustle shit
When I pull that thing you'll
Understand I'm the f**g man baby
In the hood I'm about my hustle strapped up
Never f**k that pusso
Yeah boy I'm about my honey crack pulling out
And I'm gonna do it in the
Night down in that light
It's passed me to strap
Rolling through the sixties with a sea on my hat
Nipsy in a six four dropped it to the back
The line hit me up and said uce where you at
Nine three more I'm only here for the rap I got fifty
For a meal and the car already packed
Four five four taking over it's a rap
Standing ovation if you wanna get clapped
I come from ten hoe when we stay caked up
Walk up on a n**a cause them wake his game up
V's up n down n**a that's what's up
Side gang homie so I gotta throw it up
White tee rocker republics here some chucks
Mafia moves get your whole family touch
We stay off the line cause niggas talk too much
To all my damn haters middle finger up
Yeah boy I'm about my hundred grand in the hood
Hop out like hustle when I pull that thing
You'll understand I'm the f**g man baby
In the hood I'm about my hustle strap
Stuff little f**k that pusso
Yeah boy I'm about my hundred crack
Pull that n**a you get a n**a no
As you guys that in my n**a
It's lost enough
