Living in the city of the Scandalous Shisty ************s can't even trust my own brothers So who can I choose to trust me that's who? ****** want a piece of the pie, **** off and die Jealous, envious fools want to rush this Loco, trooping ass ***** with the cash, **** ************s just get your own, and leave mine alone Forty-five places to get done Send out your invitation to the party of your elimination I got peeps that play for keeps Now I'm laying your ass down to sleep But every hustler wants to be bawling But I got the balls for the shot calling I pull strings, the don king Only in America Then I hustle, and flex my muscle Yeah, man, I've been out here Running game for eight years I know I'm getting tired of standing On this corner *****, I want a fat pad, and fly ass pool Finest **********ing *****es, jewels And all that ****, if I got to take it From a ***** ****, let him run for me then I can work for myself, don't have to Work for nobody I'll be my own hustler Where can I roam to get my hustle on Killafornia, stacking the chips, got the full clips Loaded and cocked, I'm used to running with the glock Nina Millimeter, lighting up the ****ing block Now, who you gonna trust? Who can you trust? I don't know, but if you coming on my corner I think I'm gonna bust You can't handle us, devious, dangerous Criminal mentality, insanity I move weight, from state to state All the ****** moving weights Can you relate? Damn, what's up? I see youPushing that big time weight I told you, I wasn't bull****ting You coming up, aight When I seen you three or four Months ago I told you Got respect for a man now Handle your **** Where can I choose to get my hustle on? In the alleyway, lighting up all night long **** working at McD's, I'm rolling with the O.Z'sIn the QP's, puffing on trees Who can I trust? Who can you trust? Not that shady ************ In the city Los Scandalous Well, well, little man came up a little bit It feels good having money in the pocket **** that nine to five ********, right? Yeah, kick that shit to the curb But you got to look out for the scandalous ************s' Cuz ****** is tricky than a ************ Yeah, but ************s got to look out for us too You know what I'm saying I'm just as shisty as a ***** ****, set me up and ****** are gonna die You get set up back, 'cuz we ain't having that ******** I got your back, you got mine, that goes without saying Twenty-seven and mo' baby, twenty-seven and mo' Oh get the **** out of here, stay, bust out man
Living in the city of the Scandalous Shisty ************s can't even trust my own brothers So who can I choose to trust me that's who? ****** want a piece of the pie, **** off and die Jealous, envious fools want to rush this Loco, trooping ass ***** with the cash, **** ************s just get your own, and leave mine alone Forty-five places to get done Send out your invitation to the party of your elimination I got peeps that play for keeps Now I'm laying your ass down to sleep But every hustler wants to be bawling But I got the balls for the shot calling I pull strings, the don king Only in America Then I hustle, and flex my muscle Yeah, man, I've been out here Running game for eight years I know I'm getting tired of standing On this corner *****, I want a fat pad, and fly ass pool Finest **********ing *****es, jewels And all that ****, if I got to take it From a ***** ****, let him run for me then I can work for myself, don't have to Work for nobody I'll be my own hustler Where can I roam to get my hustle on Killafornia, stacking the chips, got the full clips Loaded and cocked, I'm used to running with the glock Nina Millimeter, lighting up the ****ing block Now, who you gonna trust? Who can you trust? I don't know, but if you coming on my corner I think I'm gonna bust You can't handle us, devious, dangerous Criminal mentality, insanity I move weight, from state to state All the ****** moving weights Can you relate? Damn, what's up? I see youPushing that big time weight I told you, I wasn't bull****ting You coming up, aight When I seen you three or four Months ago I told you Got respect for a man now Handle your **** Where can I choose to get my hustle on? In the alleyway, lighting up all night long **** working at McD's, I'm rolling with the O.Z'sIn the QP's, puffing on trees Who can I trust? Who can you trust? Not that shady ************ In the city Los Scandalous Well, well, little man came up a little bit It feels good having money in the pocket **** that nine to five ********, right? Yeah, kick that shit to the curb But you got to look out for the scandalous ************s' Cuz ****** is tricky than a ************ Yeah, but ************s got to look out for us too You know what I'm saying I'm just as shisty as a ***** ****, set me up and ****** are gonna die You get set up back, 'cuz we ain't having that ******** I got your back, you got mine, that goes without saying Twenty-seven and mo' baby, twenty-seven and mo' Oh get the **** out of here, stay, bust out man
