Lyrics

Uh-ha Uh-ha Uh-ha Uh-ha Uh, so you this little nigga gettin' that bread ha Head bustin' off top Just to show 'em you ain't scared ha Keep two rottweiler by your bed ha When they hungry feed 'em lead Know exactly how to play it ha Can't stop fucking your nose ha Do them shows ha They know you all across the globe ha Keep it 100 with your woes ha Had to twinkle up your goals Finally tighten up your droll ha You keep it gangsta' with them hoes ha That's a Lambo not a Rolls ha She comin' out her clothes ha This street shit got you on your toes ha You on the road ha Been a G since Reebok's and Girbaud's ha Your brother told you not to buzz ha Get it in blood ha Fuck the prosecutor and the judge ha You them got it out the mud ha While champagne fill the tub You well connected with the plug ha You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire Remainin' a G, until the moment you expire You know what it is, to make nothin' out of somethin' Take care of them kids, it ain't no crime if you hustlin' You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire Remainin' a G, until the moment you expire You know what it is, to make nothin' out of somethin' Take care of them kids, it ain't no crime if you hustlin' You get caught in Lil' Haiti, nigga that ain't where you from Better run for it, run for it, run (uh-ha) You get caught in North Miami, nigga that ain't where you from Better run for it, run for it, run (uh-ha) You get caught in Overtown, nigga that ain't where you from Better run for it, run for it, run (uh-ha) You get caught in Opa-Locka, nigga that ain't where you from Better run for it, run for it, run (uh-ha) You will be sick but keep them words ha You don matured ha From a quater kilo to a bird ha Thank you ontop of ya' game ha Let your soldier rag hang high ha Down to burst a brain ha Know how to use a triple beam ha You gotta team, this a movie, I ain't tryna skip a scene ha Screamin' money ain't your thing ha With yellow diamonds on your ring it all started as a dream ha The D ain't gon' bring this thing ha Your lane real ha For 6'4 Martin Luther King ha Is one day seven ain't that real ha You bought that evil hand, doped up you ready to leave him ha Can't get caught runnin' with no clowns ha 'Cause real niggas hold their grounds, from 7'1 back to up town ha And crack this car you need no ground ha Until you dead, know you had it, you say that's how we get down ha You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire Remainin' a G, until the moment you expire You know what it is, to make nothin' out of somethin' Take care of them kids, it ain't no crime if you hustlin' You a paper chaser, you got your block on fire Remainin' a G, until the moment you expire You know what it is, to make nothin' out of somethin' Take care of them kids, it ain't no crime if you hustlin' If you hustlin', if you hustlin', if you hustlin'-
Writer(s): Jay Ernest Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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