Gotta Make A Stang Lord Infamous (Ft. DJ Paul)

[Verse 1: DJ Paul]
Break yourself nigga I'm finna blast when I reach for my Glock
Junky motherfucker will get popped tryin' to grab my rock
Punk motherfucker tryin' to make a stang
Take care ya business mane
Fat motherfucker hollow points bust to your brain
Then I got to the payphone and hit the Infamous
And tell him that the old track is gettin' dangerous
Tricks ain't got no cheese, so they wanna stang
But you can't beat a robber at his own game
So I jumped in the Cutlass throw the Glock in the stash pot
Can't take a (?) in yo lap cause 5-0 got it hot
I'm just cruisin' the strip tad after midnight
I pick up the Infamous, but still no one's in sight
And then I thought about a nigga I knew who had been trippin'
He was my roadie at now but yo I had to catch him slippin'
Cause when ya assed out it ain't a such thing as a fuckin' friend
If he got it and you ain't got it then he gotta drop some ends
Straight (?) my eyes show dollar signs
I see the (?) comin' out the pockets but it ain't comin' out (?)
So when the shits gets thick you gotta drop off the thang
You a nigga like me because I gotta make a fucking stang

[Hook/Samples]
Cheese, dope and a motherfuckin' hoe, so
I'm in the game, game called the stang
Cheese, dope and a motherfuckin' hoe, so
Breakin' tricks, robbery, then I kick back laughin'
Cheese, dope and a motherfuckin' hoe, so
Rollin' clean ... now I'm ...
Cheese, dope and a motherfuckin' hoe, so