Yeah

(Get down, get down)

This is goin' out to all those motherfuckers

That like to use the word "gangsta"

(Get down, get down)

Although I am the OG, I'm representin' that hustlin' thang

(Get down, get down)

To the end, ****, I'm tryna make the loot loop

(Get down, get down)

I ain't no motherfuckin' gangsta, wish you'd quit callin' me that

Although I still pack straps, I roll in Benzes and Lacs

Best believe the gats in my promo shots ain't props

I hang out sunroof tops and pop Glocks at cops

(Yo, how ya live?) On the mellow, coolin' with my fellow

Hustlers, players, super bitch layers

Macaronis on the true DL, hell, most

Fuckin' with my ****, you can end up ghost (Gone)

I made a million, got my shit out pawned

Bailed out the homies, now the shit's back on

Moved out the ghetto 'cause I hate it

But I roll through your fuckin' hood and regulate it

'Cause I wasn't born to be broke, I let the four-fifth smoke

Before I let my baby boy go under

No wonder I'm addicted to the cash flow, stacks of green

Flashback, I'm nudgin' weights down the triple-beam

I'ma make the loot loop (Get down, get down)

As fast as I spend it, I'm tryna get back in it

I make the loot loop (Get down, get down)

It's coppin' blow, ****, that's all I know

I make the loot loop (Get down, get down)

As fast as I spend it, I'm tryna get back in it

I make my loot loop (Get down, get down)

****, I'm tryna make my bankroll bigger

I must admit I got a lust for loot

Quick to shoot, ostrich boots and Aston Martin coupes

Fill my dreams with cream, I got wet sheets

I'm bustin' nuts over currency, kid, fuck freaks

We be the **** in the back of the club with the Moet

Bitches, shrimps, mackin' like pimps

Wearin' fly shit you never seen before (Raw)

I turn an angel to a whore, now need I say more?

My perm got bounce, fuck a forty ounce

I'm sippin' Cristal, pal, and represent, I shall

'Til the end of the game (That **** Ice got fame)

I'm just not over these beats, but on the fo' real streets

I make the loot loop (Get down, get down)

As fast as I spend it, I'm tryna get back in it

I make the loot loop (Get down, get down)

It's coppin' blow, ****, that's all I know

I make the loot loop (Get down, get down)

As fast as I spend it, I'm tryna get back in it

I make the loot loop (Get down, get down)

****, I'm tryna make my bankroll bigger

Say what you will, I'm the fool on the hill

With the pool, jacuzzi, laser beam Uzi

**** in LA know that Ice don't play

I'm just a savage for the cabbage and the pimp parlay

I rock a million worth of jewels in the park (Don't start)

'Cause my **** ain't the big ones, just big guns

Pushin' the limits of this game 'til I gets my piece

And put my true queen Darlene in a white Corniche

So stay broke if you wanna, hang out on your corner

Step back from the curb when we roll up on ya

Twenty black cars, all tinted, we Memphis

Syndicate forever, posse of the clever

Rubber bands strapped to fat green knots

We're strictly hustlers, not gangstas, but we still lick shots

For the gold (Get down, get down)

Peace, I'm out like Nicole

(Get down, get down)

****, the bank's gettin' bigger

(Get down, get down)

Yeah, I'm makin' the loot loop

(Get down, get down)

Straight player for life

(Get down, get down)

Yeah, hustler style