We ain't got no money, so this here won't get a crack, I'll bust some dope
Mother***in' police ain't gon' give a ***
Niggas robbin', niggas in the ghetto, armed robbers
I got twin blocks like Tamira and Tia
Niggas like to step, tryna flex, and you get eggs just like me
Droppin' a gangster like T, a murderer like C
When you see me bow down, address me a master like P
Now niggas stackin' off in the bushes, trees, tryna get me some G's
Get a dope to the hookahs, it's time for you to punch out
I'm chuggin' up in your time card, why you do what you do?
Because time's hard, it's like hip, nigga hop, nigga clips to the clock
I hit your block and watch this *** every night
Bitches be like, aw, off of some dumb ***
I run this nigga, T-R-U's my clique, when I come thick, I come swift
A gang of niggas that be down to grind when you're sick
Niggas be trippin', cock the tank back and we ride with your bitch
Best believe I clock G's, nigga no doubts
I time the blast, I smash, I'm up in your house
Cause I'm a hustler, I'm a killer
Who gives a *** if I murder another ghetto nigga?
Cause I'm a hustler, cause I'm a killer
Who gives a *** if I murder another ghetto nigga?
Say hit, but I'll be back up off the back drop
Me and P-Count with G's, choppin' up keys up in the crack house
The baddest two brothers is Billy and Jesse
He would you blast? Hell yeah, said would you blast?
It's a nigga so much as a test
Hit him with all between the scenes, dump the bitch like I keep my dreams
I'ma hit that nigga with 21, *** it, I'ma hit him with 17
I got that K with the B, *** it, I'm goin' and get the cream
Ain't no wrestlin', but watch these two young niggas, they tag-teamed
Be like, one for the money, I be like, two for the dough
Be like, three for my cash, nigga, *** it, lay your ass on the floor
187, that IPL's cash, niggas get dill, nigga, hucka
How you gon' *** with niggas, we real black
A ghetto robbery, and that's how we rhyme
On the Robin street from down south, all the way to the west side
Cause I'm a hustler, I'm a killer
Who gives a *** if I murder another ghetto nigga?
Cause I'm a hustler, cause I'm a killer
Who gives a *** if I murder another ghetto nigga?
One, two, three, it's your birthday
Ain't no love on this mother***in' first of the month, it's your birthday
See, I be jackin', my niggas still be packin'
I be puttin' niggas in body bags, bitch
I ain't actin', there's no substitute on this ***
This is the real ***, I *** what you heard
Cause, nigga, I'm ready to kill that bitch
You got my cash, givin' em' grass, lovin' you hoes, kissin' my ass
It's 1990s, pull up, bitches in the body bag
It's time to spray ya, spray ya like Calgon
Ain't no love, murder mother***ers, this ain't no funny
Phone down south, they jackin', robbin', they packin'
Puttin' niggas in mother***in' trunks in the car, who's jackin'?
Want to take a ride, ride round the block, time to go
Ain't no love where I'm from, niggas killin' for that white snow
And yo bitch, I don't love no hoe, don't trust no bitch
She got Master P on her ass and she ***
Y'all guys mad cause I'm famous
It's time to ride, time to ride
Ain't no love on this south side
Cause I'm a hustler, I'm a killer
Who gives a *** if we murder some ***in' drug dealers?
Cause we hustlers, and we killers
Who gives a *** if we kill our own ***in' niggas?
And we hustlers, and we killers
Who gives a *** if we distinct our own niggas?
Y'all niggas better wake up, and smell a mother***in' coffin
I'm not tryna preach to y'all niggas, but I'm tellin' y'all niggas
Watch your ass, and trust nobody
Cause in the ghetto, everybody live like John Gotti
Nigga comin' up shizzle
Technize to your mother***in' hizzle
Nigga livin' eye for eye
You *** me, we gotta *** you
And like my nigga Silk say, it's time to ride
I ain't got no money, I just might pull a jack
But that's what I might do
I'm not tellin' you to do that nigga, do what you gotta do
Cause we body, we ride it
But who gives a *** if we kill each other nigga?
Y'all think about it
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