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  • Living in the city of the scandalous
    *************sty mother*******s, can't even trust my own brothers
    So who can i choose to trust, me, that's who
    *************s want a piece of the pie, ************* off and die!
    Jealous, envious fools want to rush this
    Loco, trooping ass ************* with the cash, *************t
    Mother*******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, (hardball)
    Now i'm laying your ass down to sleep
    But every hustler wants to be bawling
    But i got the ************* for the shot calling
    I pull strings, the don king, only in america
    Then i hustle, and flex my muscle
    [hustlers]
    ,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 mother******g *******, jewels
    And all that *************t, if i got to take it
    From a *************
    ,*************t, let him run for me then
    ,i can work for myself, don't have to
    Work for nobody, i'll be my own hustler
    [b-real]
    Where can i roam to get my hustle on
    Killafornia, stacking the chips, got the full clips
    Loaded and *******ed, i'm used to running with the glock
    Nina millimeter, lighting up the ******g 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 *************s moving weights, can you relate?
    [hustlers]
    ,damn, what's up, i see you
    Pu*************ng that big time weight
    ,i told you, i wasn't bull*************tting
    ,you coming up, aight!
    ,when i seen you three or four
    Months ago i told you
    ,got respect for a man now
    ,handle your *************t!
    [b-real]
    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's
    In the qp's, puffing on trees
    Who can i trust?, who can you trust?
    Not that shady mother******* in the city los scandalous
    [hustlers]
    ,well, well, little man came up a little bit
    ,it feels good having money in the pocket
    ,************* that nine to five bull*************t, right?
    ,yeah, kick that *************t to the curb
    ,but you got to look out for the scandalous mother*******s
    Cuz *************s is tricky than a mother*******
    ,yeah, but mother*******s got to look out for us too
    You know what i'm saying
    I'm just as *************sty as a *************
    ,*************t, set me up and *************s are gonna die
    ,you get set up back, cuz we ain't having that bull*************t
    ,i got your back, you got mine, that goes without saying
    ,twenty-seven and mo' baby, twenty-seven and mo'
    ,let's get the ************* out of here'
  • Living in the city of the scandalous
    *************sty mother*******s, can't even trust my own brothers
    So who can i choose to trust, me, that's who
    *************s want a piece of the pie, ************* off and die!
    Jealous, envious fools want to rush this
    Loco, trooping ass ************* with the cash, *************t
    Mother*******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, (hardball)
    Now i'm laying your ass down to sleep
    But every hustler wants to be bawling
    But i got the ************* for the shot calling
    I pull strings, the don king, only in america
    Then i hustle, and flex my muscle
    [hustlers]
    ,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 mother******g *******, jewels
    And all that *************t, if i got to take it
    From a *************
    ,*************t, let him run for me then
    ,i can work for myself, don't have to
    Work for nobody, i'll be my own hustler
    [b-real]
    Where can i roam to get my hustle on
    Killafornia, stacking the chips, got the full clips
    Loaded and *******ed, i'm used to running with the glock
    Nina millimeter, lighting up the ******g 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 *************s moving weights, can you relate?
    [hustlers]
    ,damn, what's up, i see you
    Pu*************ng that big time weight
    ,i told you, i wasn't bull*************tting
    ,you coming up, aight!
    ,when i seen you three or four
    Months ago i told you
    ,got respect for a man now
    ,handle your *************t!
    [b-real]
    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's
    In the qp's, puffing on trees
    Who can i trust?, who can you trust?
    Not that shady mother******* in the city los scandalous
    [hustlers]
    ,well, well, little man came up a little bit
    ,it feels good having money in the pocket
    ,************* that nine to five bull*************t, right?
    ,yeah, kick that *************t to the curb
    ,but you got to look out for the scandalous mother*******s
    Cuz *************s is tricky than a mother*******
    ,yeah, but mother*******s got to look out for us too
    You know what i'm saying
    I'm just as *************sty as a *************
    ,*************t, set me up and *************s are gonna die
    ,you get set up back, cuz we ain't having that bull*************t
    ,i got your back, you got mine, that goes without saying
    ,twenty-seven and mo' baby, twenty-seven and mo'
    ,let's get the ************* out of here'

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