[B-Real]
Living in the city of the Scandalous
Shisty m************, can't even trust my own brothers
So who can I choose to trust, me, that's who
n***** want a piece of the pie, f*** off and die!
Jealous, envious fools want to rush this
Loco, trooping a** n**** with the cash, s***
m************ 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 a** down to sleep
But every hustler wants to be bawling
But I got the b**** 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
n****, I want a fat pad, and fly a** pool
Finest m************ b******, jewels
and all that s***, if I got to take it
from a n****
s***, 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 c***ed, I'm used to running with the Glock
Nina Millimeter, lighting up the f****** 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 n***** moving weights, can you relate?
[Hustlers]
d***, what's up, I see you
pushing that big time weight
I told you, I wasn't bullshitting
You coming up, alright!
When I seen you three or four
months ago I told you
Got respect for a man now
Handle your s***!
[B-Real]
Where can I choose to get my hustle on?
In the alleyway, lighting up all night long
f*** 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 m*********** in the city Los Scandalous
[Hustlers]
Well, well, little man came up a little bit
It feels good having money in the pocket
f*** that nine to five bullshit, right?
Yeah, kick that s*** to the curb
But you got to look out for the scandalous m************
'cause n***** is tricky than a m***********
Yeah, but m************ got to look out for us too
You know what I'm saying
I'm just as shisty as a n****
s***, set me up and n***** are gonna die
You get set up back, 'cause we ain't having that bullshit
I got your back, you got mine, that goes without saying
Twenty-seven and mo' baby, twenty-seven and mo'
Let's get the f*** out of here"
Living in the city of the Scandalous
Shisty m************, can't even trust my own brothers
So who can I choose to trust, me, that's who
n***** want a piece of the pie, f*** off and die!
Jealous, envious fools want to rush this
Loco, trooping a** n**** with the cash, s***
m************ 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 a** down to sleep
But every hustler wants to be bawling
But I got the b**** 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
n****, I want a fat pad, and fly a** pool
Finest m************ b******, jewels
and all that s***, if I got to take it
from a n****
s***, 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 c***ed, I'm used to running with the Glock
Nina Millimeter, lighting up the f****** 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 n***** moving weights, can you relate?
[Hustlers]
d***, what's up, I see you
pushing that big time weight
I told you, I wasn't bullshitting
You coming up, alright!
When I seen you three or four
months ago I told you
Got respect for a man now
Handle your s***!
[B-Real]
Where can I choose to get my hustle on?
In the alleyway, lighting up all night long
f*** 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 m*********** in the city Los Scandalous
[Hustlers]
Well, well, little man came up a little bit
It feels good having money in the pocket
f*** that nine to five bullshit, right?
Yeah, kick that s*** to the curb
But you got to look out for the scandalous m************
'cause n***** is tricky than a m***********
Yeah, but m************ got to look out for us too
You know what I'm saying
I'm just as shisty as a n****
s***, set me up and n***** are gonna die
You get set up back, 'cause we ain't having that bullshit
I got your back, you got mine, that goes without saying
Twenty-seven and mo' baby, twenty-seven and mo'
Let's get the f*** out of here"