Lyrics:
niggas sprayed the block, it's mad hot
Yo half the spot got locked
What? Who got shot?
My little nigga Bill from down the hill
We had a one through five
I
looking faker by da minute
Listen I ain't here to judge but it's important that I mention
The nighahz that you know a try to get you out position
And that
likely I'm gonna die with my finger on the trigger,
They tell me don't get high, and i should try to make a living,
I tell them I'm a hustler and I'd
doubt
[redman] aiyyo watch yo mouth!
[redman] aiyyo, one two three four five six seven
Blaze the hot
[ll cool j] trizack that sound like heaven
Seven six
said I broke 'em)
Yo, how you put them little baby cast on there? (Just a little punk ass nigga man)
How you put them in the baby cast like that,
Hustle daily cause I like to shop
Keep it on me I might peep an op
Posting money that's actually a prop
You still hype bout that little g-shock
Five seven
What's wrong with that? Not a thing. I just sing
I wanna grow up to be a Cowboy, just like Buffalo Bill
I said it when I was a five-year-old and I guess I
thought I was scared to reply
You probably thought I was a chicken
But c’mon Chazer, that’s not like me
This shit ain’t finger-licking
But I’ve got
got the work in the duffle
Eat sleep, shit, breathe, Hustle
The game bang russell simmons
Gun tucked under the linen
V12 stock engine (yeah)
Don’t
that's my girlfriend
Yep that's my girlfriend
Yep that's my girlfriend
I'm saying man, that's my little mama
know what I'm talking 'bout?
I fly G5
"Cool, it's on"
Pick me up at eight, then I hung up the phone
I called up the other, dropped a little know-how
Kicked it to her smooth, that other level
finger
There's a five dollar ring in my hand
There's a ten dollar ring on your finger
And that five dollar ring went
Back in my pocket again
I almost
love) start a riot how fucking rad?
The real world is really unreal
How fucking rad
While the wildest of dreams can come a bill true stay
I mean dad
Uhh
bill.
Used to be a limber chicken, times have been a ticking,
Now she's finger lickin to the man,
With the money in his pocket, flying in his rocket,
been a ticking
Now she's finger lickin' to the man
With the money in his pocket, flying in his rocket
And only stopping by on his way to a better world
a little bit of ticked off
Take off like a lift off but I can't though
Cause it gets tough
Phone bill rent due like a niggah making paper
But check my pay
Here we go:
Five, ten, fifteen, twenty,
Twenty-five, thirty, thrirty-five, forty
Forty-five, fifty, fifty-five, sixty
Sixty-five, seventy,
and agony I know that I've been fooled
by my hastiness and my apprenticeship like behavior
I grab another nail In an attempt to save the
little face that I
hundred dollar bills are like baller I-D
And I get under niggas skin
They should call me I-V
But if you try me nigga
I will be your caller I-D
And that
momma, she don't have to work no mo'
I pay the bills by the flow from the studio
And I was out in the game by old players and G's
Hollerin 50
money, short winded
Lets go and get it nigga
Bang bang, bitch niggas kept drinkin' shades from that double M
Get shot in your finger waves
Twenty
And a little more money..."
Woe to you, proud mortal!
Secure in your modest digs
You think you're immune?
You, who couldn't finger said cow in a police
Now I'm like
Lies in the Vatican
Complex, shrouded in mystery
Einstein, but a little more gimmicky
Like any legend, myth, or anomaly
I disappear but
on a pedestal.
I just ate an edible. I'm feeling incredible.
Got my Money on my mind.. and in time I'm get it too ..
So fuck a nine to five. Gotta hustle
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