Holton Street 

Dean Street (click clack) 

President (uh huh) 

Nostril out (DP's) 

Orange Al (RPG's) 

Tee Town (Who wanna ride?) 

Brooklyn 

Come on, Come on 



Sittin' in the living room on the floor 

All the pain got me on some migraine shit 

But I'm gonna maintain 

Nigga got 2 or 3 dollars to my name 

And my homies in the same boat going through the same thing 

Ready for a cake 

Better plot for the paper 

We been living in the dark since April 

On the candle 

Gotta get a handle 

My homie got a 25 automatic added to the camper 

Nigga get the phone book look up in the yellow page 

Lemme tell you how we fend to get paid 

We gonna order pizza and when we see the driver 

We gonna stick the 25 up in his face 

Lets ride, stepping outside like warriors 

Head to the notorious Southside 

One weapon to the four of us 

Hiding in the corridor until we see the dominos car headlights 

White boy in the wrong place at the right time 

Soon as the car door open up he mine 

We roll up quick and put the pistol to his nose 

By the look on his face he probably shitted in his clothes 

You know what this is 

It's a stick up 

Gimme the do' from your pickups 

You ran into the wrong niggaz 

We running down the block hot with these pizza boxes 

So we split up and met back at the apartment 



Hell yeah (yo ain't you hungry my nigga?) 

Hell yeah (you wanna get paid my nigga?) 

Hell yeah (ain't you tired of starving my nigga?) 

Hell yeah (well lets ride then) 

Hell yeah, Hell yeah 



I know a way we can get paid you can get down but you can't be afraid 

Let's go to the DMV 

And get a ID 

The name says you but the fates is me 

Now it's your turn take my paper work 

Like 1, 2, 3 lets make it work 

Then, fill out the credit card application 

And its gonna be bout 3 weeks a waiting 

For American Express 

It's cause we card 

Platinum visa, master card 

Cause we was spooked as shit like we's was targets 

Now we just walk right up and say charge it 

To the game we rocking brand names 

Goin on out the park store chains 

We even got the boys in the crew a few things 

Po Po never know who to true blame 

Sto' after Sto' you know we kept rolling 

Wait two weeks report the car stolen 

Repeat this like a like a laundry mat 

Like a glitch in the system it's hard to catch 

Coming out the mall with the shopping bags 

We can take it right back then get the cash 

Yea, get a friend and then do it again 

Damn right that's how we paid the rent 



Hell yeah 

Time to get this paper 

I'm down for the caper 

Please steady on 

It's a deadly struggle 

We all gotta hustle 

This is the way we survive 

[repeat] 



I know a caper 

We can get some government paper 

You know food stamps can we really do that 

Hell yea, right there for the taking 

Fuck welfare we say reparations 

And, uh, you know the grind 

Get up early get in the line and just wait 

Everybody on break that's part of the game 

And when they call your name 

Ms. Case Worker let my state my claim 

I'm homeless, jobless, times is hard, I'm 'bout hopeless 

But I gotta eat regardless 

No family to run to I'm 22 

Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do 

My sad story made her feel close to me 

I made her feel like it was an emergency 

When I came to the crib niggaz couldn't believe 

I came back with a big bag of groceries (hell yeah) 



Every job I ever had I had to get on the first day 

I find out how to pimp on the system 

Two steps ahead of the manager 

Getting over on the regular tax free money out of the register 

And when I'm working late nights stockin' boxes I'm creepin' their merchandise 

And don't put me on dishes I'm dropping them bitches 

And taking all day long to mop the kitchen shit 

We ain't getting paid commission, minimum wage, modern day slave conditions 

Got me flippin' burgers with no power 

Can't even buy one off what I make in an hour 

I'm not the one to kiss ass for the top position 

I take mine off the top like a politician 

Where I'm from doing dirt is a part of living 

I got mouths to feed I gots to get it 



Hell yeah (you down to roll my nigga?) 

Hell yeah (you ready to get your hands dirty my nigga?) 

Hell yeah (your woman need money and things my nigga?) 

Hell yeah (well lets ride then) 

Hell yeah 



If you coming gangsta 

Then bring on the system 

And show that you ready to ride 

Till we get our freedom 

We got to get over 

Please steady on the grind 

[repeat]