文本歌词

Can you picture a n*a out here clocking cash and
Pulling stick ups, I guess I had to Glock and mask it
Nine zippers, let's bust that open, cut and bag it
Water whipper, I'm in the kitchen Str8 Slammin'
Thug n*as, and ** dealers, that's all I hang with
Puffing Swishers, and f**king hoes, we on the same s**t
In the kitchen, gon' whip my weight up to a mansion
Eight figures, that's what I call Str8 Slammin
G.I. thuggin
Yes picture this Midwest n*a rollin
Hardrock hustling
B*hes stick to the **** cause you know a n*a holding
Living on some pimp s**t
I'm a let y'all chase hoes, I'm a get chosen
Keep a B*h **** whipped
Got a whole lotta broads that'll bust that open
Fresh up off a straight d**e stain
I know my clothes still smell like c***e
The real n*as understand
I ain't trying to be the man
If you put it in my hands, it'll go mayne
I keep a whole thing or better pushed to the side
Got like 32 bells of bubba kush in the ride
If you wanna get high, all **s I provide
Getting my thug on where I preside
n*a been bust at, still I survive
Push packs and I live to tell it in my raps
Lost a couple homies, I can never get em back
Life got me stressed, so I'm twisting up a sack
I'm street certified, n*a - check my stats
Back up to the wall cause I'm coming up to bat
And these little n*as said they got racks on racks
So the stick up man had to put the tax on the tax
Got damn
F**k what I'm worth
Still out here on the grind
Trying to stack racks
Racks on racks, never caught slipping
n*a get wrong, it's a toe tag
F**ks with the hood
Still eat good
Hanging with the killers with the black masks
They will kidnap your wife and kids
You n*as don't want that
Do what we gotta do to make it
Hope them jackers won't take it
If a n*a violate me I heard my young n*a's gon erase em
I don't fight over no B*hes but I kill for bread
And I don't hang out with no n*as that sleep with Feds
Ride down on your block with that chopper, let that B*h go
If you try to open shop up, that s**t closed
Money and the power
What we hustle for?
We already run ya house, ain't no kicking doors