[Juvenile]
Listen,
It's a fresh package I got - why not move it
Keepin' it in the house 'll have the Feds locked to it
Business as usual is goin' on in the slums
We want the whole cake, nigga - we don't want no crums
Stupid shit - we avoid it
Dope - we exploit it
Had our shit tight bitches done destroyed it
Now niggas gettin' out lookin' for employers
Made a deal with the D.A. and the lawyer
Swearin' he would never tell - put it on his daughter
Sayin' he was outta town - nigga crossed the border
Should've bust his head, but I don't need the heat
I'll send another nigga out to handle beef for me
It's a test 'cause I've been given him a ki a week
Let me see what they gon' do up on the streets for me
And if he hand me his business, I'ma make sure he's straight
The only nigga out the project Magnolia with weight
(Hook [Turk])
Nigga, we hustle hustle everyday, all day
Get our grind on in the project hallway
Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play
We hustle hustle everyday, all day
Get our grind on in the project hallway
Nigga try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K
Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play
[B.G.]
Started out with a seven-gram quarter, flipped to half-a-ounce
Tryin' to keep clothes on my daughter and food in her mouth
It don't stop from sun-up to sun-down - I'm on the grind
In two weeks I was workin' a 16-25
Tryin' to get it - only thing in my vision is ballin'
Jumpin' out a 500-S class on brodders
So you only had a nickel like me hustlin' hard
'Fore I knew I was workin' four ounces and two quarters
Not a taker I'm scarred from (? ?)
Swore he was gon' front just bringin' his shit
Now I got a quarter ki - broke it down to six and two quarters
It's cooked already - I got these niggas runnin' like
