Get It How You Live

Double S, never less baby Twista and Scott Storch in a dropped Porsche That new shit, check it out My neck on bling, wrist on chill Standing on the corner steady, trying to make 'em kneel When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you feel? My neck on bling, wrist on chill Standing on the corner steady, trying to make 'em kneel When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you feel? My fingers on frost, ears on froze Hanging at the club while hoes slide down the pole Rolling with the g's and the foes and the souls With two bitches on my arms, sporting thousand dollar clothes Looking kind of stunning, so the cameras on flick Ain't no motherfuckers out here that can do it like this On top of my game and when a hater's all fall I'ma be smiling, revealing my grill from Paul Wall Shake it for me bitch, let me see you get loose Let me see you sipping on some shit that's 80 proof Let me see if I'ma let you get up in the? Lac Bend over so I can see how I'ma hit it from the back Hustle wit the rhymes but I'm better wit the keys And I'm clubbin' wit the pees, I get cheddar wit the fees I'm always on the hustle, so don't ask why I succeed I got flows, I got dro, I got whatever you need My neck on bling, wrist on chill Standing on the corner steady, trying to make 'em kneel When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you feel? My neck on bling, wrist on chill Standing on the corner steady, trying to make 'em kneel When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you feel? Tires on shine, rims on gloss When it come to mobbing, I'ma motherfucking boss I stay making paper, behind the mic and on the tipping I ain't stingy wit the dust, the whole crew ride slick Think you shitting on the nigga T, I doubt that My flow will make your booty move like a house track Have 'em at the party screaming,? Get the doe, get the doe? And if I ever go broke, I guarantee to bounce back If beats was like a tipper, then my flow would play the cane Got shit to make you float off the floor like David Blaine You rich because I spit it universal to the drums And I circle with some guns, blow out purple out my lungs I pimp and fuck a bitch, I don't need to buy her? Lacs I be on the move, staying paid pushing Cadillacs Investing in my raps, if I don't make a quarter back I throw eight balls to my homies on the corners like quarterbacks My neck on bling, wrist on chill Standing on the corner steady, trying to make 'em kneel When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you feel? My neck on bling, wrist on chill Standing on the corner steady, trying to make 'em kneel When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you feel? Let me break your back, shawty Show me what you got, shawty We some motherfuking killers Chicago made niggaz making figures Let me break your back, shawty Show me what you got, shawty We some motherfuking killers Chicago made niggaz making figures Teeth on bling, rolly on flick Standing on the stage while I'm holding on my dick 'Bout to spit a new verse off out the Mobstaz new shit Holla walla pop the colla on my new outfit If you want war, you think you got rounds to come get me I think you better go smoke a whole pound of that sticky Keep on talking that you're not hate around your committee I'm dodge that nigga that put it down for the city My neck on bling, wrist on chill Standing on the corner steady, trying to make 'em kneel When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you feel? My neck on bling, wrist on chill Standing on the corner steady, trying to make 'em kneel When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you feel? My neck on bling, wrist on chill Standing on the corner steady, trying to make 'em kneel When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you feel? My neck on bling, wrist on chill Standing on the corner steady, trying to make 'em kneel When it come to hustling, got to get it how you live And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you feel?