[Krayzie Bone]
I'm just a hustla, hustla... Yeah x3
Now I jump up outta my bed at 11:30 in the mornin’
Gotta twist me up a swisher filled with Killa California
Nigga got that mornin' buzz, nigga feel that mornin love
After I wash my nutsac, get dressed
And yes I'm thugged out, baby
And I hit up the block just doin’ my everyday thang
I sell me a couple of rocks If you need it
I got it my nigga, come see Kray'
In the back of the alley, nigga get at me, dirty Khaki's on
I might look tacky yo' but nigga my paper stack is swoll
My Mac attack is cold
Gangsta wit it, bitches respect it
In the hood I'm doin' the checkin
The connectin' and the collectin'
When the sun starts settin’ I’m the one ya'll better be watchin’ cause nigga, I come on your block and go in your pockets
And rob ya ass
Stick a barrel in your mouth, now slob the mag
Nigga, drop the cash
Just to let you bitches I know how to kick it
It's almost midnight I made a killin' from the fiends
And I been here since sun up it's time to retire the scene
I go to the corner store to get me a forty of O’ Dog
I seen some unfamiliar niggas infront of the store I don't know
And I'm knowin' they up to no good
Cause niggas got they hoods on
Hold on, Let me get my nigga Lay on the phone, on the phone
I'm just a hustla, hustla... Yeah x3
Now I jump up outta my bed at 11:30 in the mornin’
Gotta twist me up a swisher filled with Killa California
Nigga got that mornin' buzz, nigga feel that mornin love
After I wash my nutsac, get dressed
And yes I'm thugged out, baby
And I hit up the block just doin’ my everyday thang
I sell me a couple of rocks If you need it
I got it my nigga, come see Kray'
In the back of the alley, nigga get at me, dirty Khaki's on
I might look tacky yo' but nigga my paper stack is swoll
My Mac attack is cold
Gangsta wit it, bitches respect it
In the hood I'm doin' the checkin
The connectin' and the collectin'
When the sun starts settin’ I’m the one ya'll better be watchin’ cause nigga, I come on your block and go in your pockets
And rob ya ass
Stick a barrel in your mouth, now slob the mag
Nigga, drop the cash
Just to let you bitches I know how to kick it
It's almost midnight I made a killin' from the fiends
And I been here since sun up it's time to retire the scene
I go to the corner store to get me a forty of O’ Dog
I seen some unfamiliar niggas infront of the store I don't know
And I'm knowin' they up to no good
Cause niggas got they hoods on
Hold on, Let me get my nigga Lay on the phone, on the phone
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