You already what it do nigga You know the of it too huh? money Young I dont know what be thinkin shorty But fuck 'em, you know they be talking my homies Yeah, If we dont know nothin, we know we gotta grind for the shine that One million, two million, three million, four You it? If you cant bitch, go get nose straightened out nigga
{Lil You looking at a Bitch I'm the thing Born and in the middle of a poor ring I turned a bad thing into a good Listenin to feelin like i've been hoodwinked I think about tomorrow and its promises But I'ma load my gat on some survival shit And when i they got a drought on it I take a month out of rap and I til I'm out of it Yeah, you can the work in the car seats you in the trunk if you at all speak Shit, I got on my neck bitch and all my teeth 52 carrots, bugs bunny, all drug I got an on the west coast I buy 'em for five and 'em for twenty mo' Fo' sho I'm with the flo But a few know I'm a hustla on the low
Look into the eyes of a hustla Yeah, I'ma get it and the I get it Its ova bitches Yeah, you know its money ova Know go get my Look into the of a hustla baby Yeah, money get it and the I get it Its money ova Yeah, you its money ova bitches go get my money
{Lil Take it out the Sit it on the a gram off and put it in my bitch's nose She tells me how it She's numb, She's Bitch! wake up and help me cook hoes I gotta get my up 'cause all I eat is dough I'm a dangerous mothafucka your feets, your toes I bang this mothafucka you cant the clothes Thats your mouth talkin bout Stop jumpin out your Before I have a hundred bugs jumpin out ya face One shot will knock your scrungie out of place Dungie I dont play I coach Hoe, I spray raid on the cockroach, die I know my flow is than 50 Summertime in the stove As he drove that black bentley coupe through the All the try to get me and I let 'em
{Lil Yeah, I got on my wrists thats a day schedule Rain drop diamonds a rainy day bezzle Yellow diamond day special Its my niggas Its eyeview I'd straight you The bitches on the Looking for the But I just give 'em Hard dicks and 5 hard, 5 soft, wrapped up in Say bitch you better get back I start to miss you Its the baby pardon all my issues I gotta get it I'm a hustla to my tennis Tell boys come on in the swimming pool a fool Then I eat 'em up like food And I'm floatin with keys in the tube They prolly see my driving pounds in the 22's All 51 in the 47 boy, dope boy Thats they all yellin
{Lil Shut the fuck up, I dont ya'll niggas.......... timmy p