(feat. Big Hawk, Big Pokey, Garcia)



[talking:]

Damn hear it baby, rep it

Can't fold, yeah uh-huh yeah

Yeah ok, what a nigga would say

If you ain't feeling this, you ain't touching it right



[Big Pokey:]

Speed coat one week, next week chinchillas

Speed boat one day, next day three wheeler

A nigga don't play, and I'm all about my pay

Until I get it that way, I'ma be a gorilla

I put pistols in niggaz pillows, and change they mind

Make niggaz feel it for real, when they playing with mine

Ain't no sense in playing around, nothing ass niggaz

Weighing you down, check em off nigga stay on your grind

Ask God for signs, and follow the guidelines

Sometime, you gotta set your pride on the sidelines

Strapped in the field, one shot one kill

One drop one live, say something gotta give

Lot of niggaz be hating, but don't know what it is

Keep your eyes on the prize, and a extra pair of ears

If a nigga square it off, then you gotta tear him off

Crock bull bloodline, I roll like ouijas



[Hook:]

Stop bullshitting with life, and pick up the pace

Fuck bill money dog, I'm trying to fill up a safe

I started from the ground, and I'm coming for my crown

Niggaz wanna see me down, give a nigga some space

I go hard, round for round niggaz can get it

In the yard, pound for pound nigga we hit it

Six digits, we spending that at the lot

That's what it's all about, paper chasing



[Lil' Keke:]

Earth wind fire, is what I breathe

And receive in my lungs, I'm leaving the world sprung

I'm the Young Don, the streets turned me rotten

I ain't never had nothing, I surface straight from the bottom

You claim you a man, then nigga time to show it

If the fam on the line, then nigga I'd die for it

Concrete soldier, rocks and gate jumping

28 young, I'm still looking for some'ing

It's dirt plus work, when I'm rolling lonely

The 4-5 cocked, and my son is hungry

I stand up and slice the turkey, on Thanksgiving

I'm a entertainer, I show out for a living

In the booth with the truth, I be constant spitting

Ain't no lying to myself, I know when I'm bullshitting

Miss me, cause I'll smash on a hater

Out the do' on a go, I'm running after my paper



[Hook]



[H.A.W.K.:]

It's either get money, or be broke with no hope

Strung out on dope, with no way to cope

See us black folks, are so materialistic

Looking good but broke, with no way to fix it

Let's be realistic, and look at statistics

Without no do', we can't make no business

See I wanna be the richest, cause I came from nothing

I'm a greedy motherfucker, you could say I'm a glutting

Fuck bill money, I'm trying to get real money

Real money, that major deal money

That house, on a hill money

Put some food in my son's tummy, cause that's all that he wants from me

And what he want, he sho' gon get

Cause my daddy didn't give me shit, shit

Life's a bitch, and then you're gone

So while you here get your hustle on, get your hustle on



[Hook]