[Intro: Krizz Kaliko]
Well alright, heh-heh-heh, this one goes out to all my hustlers
Out there in Killer City, doin' your thang, baby
You already know this nigga, man, he's been runnin' 'round here for years
Hustler, this his theme music and every can hustler must have some
His family his folks, they call him Scoob, baby, but y'all know him like
[Verse 1: Big Scoob]
Big Scoob, that my nigga rippin' it up
Put the hood up on my shoulders, man, I'm liftin' it up
Tipping my cup, still a nigga givin' a fuck
You can get touched, pussy nigga spillin' them guts
Man they wanna see the boss don
I be stompin' on the hardest streets they walk on
Old nigga but my knuckle game is still on, it's still strong
You can test it nigga, watch me get my vill on, yeah
I ain't changed nigga, hungry for bread, left me for dead
Duckin' dodgin' shakin' the feds
But they missed nigga, so I'm back searchin' for mine
Fresh off the grind, still gutta sick with these rhymes
Flippin' these lines, you can see the truth in my eyes
Never no lies, leven vill screamin' with pride
'Til the day that they rest me, hog stylin'
Gutta livin' villain that's me
[Interlude: Krizz Kaliko]
Tell 'em who you talkin' 'bout
Well alright, heh-heh-heh, this one goes out to all my hustlers
Out there in Killer City, doin' your thang, baby
You already know this nigga, man, he's been runnin' 'round here for years
Hustler, this his theme music and every can hustler must have some
His family his folks, they call him Scoob, baby, but y'all know him like
[Verse 1: Big Scoob]
Big Scoob, that my nigga rippin' it up
Put the hood up on my shoulders, man, I'm liftin' it up
Tipping my cup, still a nigga givin' a fuck
You can get touched, pussy nigga spillin' them guts
Man they wanna see the boss don
I be stompin' on the hardest streets they walk on
Old nigga but my knuckle game is still on, it's still strong
You can test it nigga, watch me get my vill on, yeah
I ain't changed nigga, hungry for bread, left me for dead
Duckin' dodgin' shakin' the feds
But they missed nigga, so I'm back searchin' for mine
Fresh off the grind, still gutta sick with these rhymes
Flippin' these lines, you can see the truth in my eyes
Never no lies, leven vill screamin' with pride
'Til the day that they rest me, hog stylin'
Gutta livin' villain that's me
[Interlude: Krizz Kaliko]
Tell 'em who you talkin' 'bout
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