Hand over Fist (feat. B-Real)

Mile Zero DJ Muggs B-Real Catfish Billy Yeah, I should've worked on an hour rate (hour rate) I'd be tapping the stack (stack it up, stack it up) Counting money hand over fist (hand over fist bitch) Bouncing bunnies over the waist (over the waist bitch) Chopping broccoli on a dish (on a dish) Cutting greens over the baseline (baseline) Pullin' words up out the cooler jack (cooler jack) Dig up a planet, I'm cool like that (cool like that, yeah, I'm cool like that) Shots of the chillin', I'm double visioning, it's spinning Swinging bats on this rap shit, I'm good for two in the ending Classic shit on the track list, I'm stacking glue 'cause I'm stickin' Sticky fingers, I'm taking it, leave the store and I'm grinning Kleptomaniac, Brainiac, cream his head in the ginning I got the pistol beside me like carrying one of my women To shoot up (shoot up) yeah Holding the Dixie blue cup Chasing the little blue stuff Drippin' down on my new ball Drippin' out from the sticks like you shifting down on a new club Shaking the bitch around and I'm hard to find like a new drone Yeah, hard to find, you know me bro I done went left on 'em so many times that I'm a circle Still on my square, pills on my breath I'm laid back like pillows on the chair Weeping willows in the air Swearin' on 'em, so pick a bale of hay and meet me in the alleyway No pull, no there I am From the very beginning I got momentum, I'm driven Excuse me, that's how I'm livin' Forgive me God when I'm sinnin' Save the children and women When I smoke out the building There's a fire that's burning It's my turn and I'm killing (c'mon) If you're concerned, take a second I don't care what you feelin' Like a diamond I'm brilliant I got the shine and resilient Any knowledge I'm spillin' That might make you a million So grab a pen and a pad and write it down as I chillin' (let's go) You gotta hit 'em with everything and never hope I commit 'em Never play in the middle Never sayin' I want a little I'm a big dreamer, throwing what the motherfuckin' grass is greener On the Cali high, I'll make you a believer Let the fire be lit Strike a match and then take a hit Yeah, we celebrating, get elevated We on a trip, cultivated For those faded They all be medicated Me and Wolf collaborated With the black, were motivated (yeah) I should've worked on an hour rate (hour rate) I'd be tapping the stack (stack it up, stack it up) Counting money hand over fist (hand over fist bitch) Bouncing bunnies over the waist (over the waist bitch) Chopping broccoli on a dish (on a dish) Cutting greens over the baseline (baseline) Pullin' words up out the cooler jack (cooler jack) Dig up a planet, I'm cool like that (cool like that, yeah, I'm cool like that) Ain't worry but the beef, no That's why I'm a Ghetto Cowboy Throw a lasso from my castle Rocking leather with the tassels Metal with a crack, oh that's- Pipe out the back of that Harley with a pack of... Wolves in the shadows, hanging low like stalactites Within' the cave waiting for them with the Maglite's Big talk, motherfucker, that's fat life Rob zombie backstage, wanna cast light Dead heads with machetes in the shed Give a fuck about the music, they just wanna see red Got a call from the mall Wolf, get your bro's They run up in the food court Tie them up like a hoe (like a hoe motherfucker) Sit down for hotdogs (for hotdogs yeah) huh Now that'll cut the mustard on it (haha) and the ketchup too Bloody brass knuckle catch, up on it I'm up on it Yeah it's cool, that's why I say fuck up on it Minus the horse of course, unless you talkin' horsepower (horsepower) Fifth the creek water (creek water) In the fourth hour (fourth hour) Three betties, two rubbers, one shower That's a countdown, mission control tower I'm going up, I'm all the way up, I'm a total nut You can tell by these empty shells inside of this totalled truck Pullin' the cable but I ain't pulling my bridges up Still walking bow legged, still bitches twisting they skinnies, bruh Tryna get lucky like the heads up on a penny, bruh Put that in the change pocket like skipping the city bruh (yeah) I should've worked on an hour rate (hour rate) I'd be tapping the stack (stack it up, stack it up) Counting money hand over fist (hand over fist bitch) Bouncing bunnies over the waist (over the waist bitch) Chopping broccoli on a dish (on a dish) Cutting greens over the baseline (baseline) Pullin' words up out the cooler jack (cooler jack) Dig up a planet, I'm cool like that (cool like that, yeah, I'm cool like that) (I'm cool like that) (I'm cool like that) (I'm cool like that)