[Mr. Cheeks] 

Yeah Mr. Cheeks, M.O.P, Big Fame and Billy mother fucking Danze 

Let's give these bitch niggaz one more chance 

Throw them shits up (Throw'em up) 

Regulate the real (Regulate) 

Ayo we basically know how us fuckers feel (Feel that) 

How we running niggaz 



Ayo they gave me mad problems you wont amount to nothing 

Well look at me now I did amount to something 

The rap name in vain just like a four four 

No matter were us niggaz rock we watch out for popo 

Still up in the struggle I see nothing changes 

These niggaz peep the way we roll so we holding bangers 

Sport the jewelry cars and the shelto 

Gamble for car money drink let the L blows 

High school drop out got my G.E.D. though 

Don't speak about what I got the d-low 

Yo I know nothing but the hot shit creating 

Up on the road trips and hot shit we scatting 

From the slums stepping representing the jump off (jump off) 

What we bump hard what you niggaz bump soft 

Lived in Red Hook my pops name is Rudy Chattman 

My good times always started with whats happening 



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Just call me a hustle 

Grinding pies writing rhyme 9 to 5 

Pimping chicks doing sticks just getting rich takes muscle 

Saga of a every day struggle 

Bottom line dolla signs we aint got a dime we gotta hustle 

Clip feeling strip stealing sick villain 

Let of a lot of wip pealing gangsta type scuffle 

Payback could mean is time to layback and bubble 

But other times payback is trouble 

Just call me a hustle 



[Billy Danze] 

Lets give it up for the rusty 32's 

And the day before Lymer 

For the cold old gold and the loks marijuana 

When the G's stood firm 

Perfecting their concerns 

And a nickel spot with a single shot ready to burn 

Now shame on me it was cloudy I was blind 

I was thinking that this young coward nigga had a slime 

Your not LB your not M.O.P 

I brought tripping from my whole different angle to spot me 

[Lil Fame] 

I was blessed with a cursed 

(Curse a blessing within this curse) 

When curse became innershment encouragement 

I'm immune to the pain now I'm loving it 

I'm encourage to fakes the pain and 

Everything else I consider is punishment 

(Take it one day at a crime) 

Sometimes I stare into the mirror 

Asking my self we it all went wrong 

Back on the grind bomb stash heat in my palm 

Is a cold world my nigga so bundle and warm 



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[Mr. Cheeks] 

Ayo listen my daughter is getting older 

I love to kiss'em hold'em 

Daddys always gonna be there for you I told'em 

The world is getting colder 

But imma keep'em warm 

Yall niggaz wanna get it on I bring a deeper storm 

Watch you niggaz like a job if I got to 

Fuck scrapping you gonna feel when I spot you 

I grew up in this raised around the hard times 

Did the thing hustle in boulevard dimes 

The red tops yellow tops and the blue ones 

Powerful always came through with some new one 

I peep them niggaz that was down but turn fuckiness 

Ever since Tah pass 

Yeah imma represent LB to the death of it 

Even though you left kid I'm still gonna rep this shit 

Track attacking bitch nigga smacking 

Every time I think I'm out these niggaz pull me back in 



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