'Get money nigga. Yeah aw yeah.
Dedicate this one to all the hustlers
that get up every muthafuckin' morning
and put they work down.
I see you I see you boy.
Verse 1
I'm up before sunrise first to hit the block
li'l bad muthafucka with a pocket full of rocks
Learned to throw them thangs
get my skinny li'l ass kicked
Niggas laughed 'til the first muthafucka got blasted
I put the nigga in his casket
and now they covering the basket with plastic
I smoke blunts on the regular fuck peelin' caps
tryin' to make a million dollars out a quarter ounce
Gettin' chased by the five O fuck them hoes
Gotta 45 screamin' out survival
Hey nigga can I lay low
cook some ya-yo and holla five O when I say so
Don't wanna go to the pen
I'm hittin' fences
cops on a nigga back missin' me by inches
And they say how do you survive
weighing 155 in the city where the little niggas die
Tell mama don't cry cause even if they kill me
they can never take the life of a real G.'
cheers from the WESTSIIIIIDE.
'rather die makin money than live poor and legal.'
