[Intro: Doo Wop]
This is for the G's and this is for the hustlers
This is for the hustlers, back to the G's
This is for them bitches that down on their knees
And my niggas that are scared to squeeze

[Chorus 1: Kool G Rap & Canibus]
Yo, my words are my players and hustlers, mark niggas and busters
With hot chicks that lust us, jakes that want to handcuff us
Snakes that never trust us, dust fakers and rusters
My .38 clutches for those paper-gate rushers
Fly women and buffers, foes that want to touch us
Grime lawyers like [?], kidnap your baby's mother's mother
Light snuffers that negotiate your murder over supper
Dutches and chrome puffers, the ones that bring the ruckas
My words are my players and hustlers, mark niggas and busters
With hot chicks that lust us, jakes that want to handcuff us
Snakes that never trust us, we hide in underground bunkers
My .38 clutches for them paper-gate rushers
Fly women that buff us, foes that want to touch us
Grime lawyers like [?], kidnap your baby's mother's mother
Light snuffers that negotiate your murder over supper
Me and Kool G Rap, we stash your heaters in the rubbers, motherfuckers

[Verse 1: Kool G Rap]
Where they launch rocket
Blow your limbs right out the sockets
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