Featuring e 40
Yeah uh mm give it to me
Mmmmm yeah
Yeah yeah
Mm no no no no
Seems like every night right before i go to sleep
I say a little prayer to the lord that he keep me
I used to be the kind of nigga that didnand't give a fuck about nobody
The slightest little thing would make me mad
Especially if it involved my money
And i canand't tell you and'bout the next man
But i love pullinand' up in big sedans
Wit all my niggas in a caravan
Holla if ya hear me
Now iand'd love to break ya, bring ya down
And take you back again
But that would take too much time
And i gotta hit the streets again
1 - and even if the sun donand't shine, iand'll still be hustlinand'
Gotta get that money, make that money
Keep it cominand', if it takes all night, canand't be strugglinand'
Somebody come help me
Can ya tell me why is slanginand' always on my mind?
Must be bugginand'
I guess they figured i would quit and they could get me
If they tapped my line
Donand't mean nothinand'
Iand'll still be hustlinand'
Now i hate to be the one to tell ya, but i donand't mind
Niggas can hate if they want to
And iand'm still gonand' get mine
Yes, i still be ridinand' in a sc on dubs
And i wonand't be seen at none of the clubs
And uh, all your women would know who i was
(and that you wouldnand't like) and that you wouldnand't like
If everybody kept they mind on gettinand' they skrilla
Wonand't be no time to fuck with mine, so wonand't be no killinand'
Iand'll just sit back and recline, smoke this philly
And keep my fingers laced with diamonds like big willie
But for now, catch me on compton avenue
With a handful of hundreds and a strap or two
Puttinand' it down for my niggas like they told me to
You need some candy, so wonand't you come thru
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Sometimes iand'm suited up
Sometimes iand'm bummy, lookinand' like a crook
Hair all nappy and wild - we call it the full nuk
Mashinand', mobbinand' and thrashinand'
Woopers, horns and tweeters blastinand'
Throbbinand', hogginand' and dogginand'
Godzilla ballinand'
When itand's money callinand'? war-rank
Just ride your runners fool
Be and'bout your bank
Sittinand' fat like ?
All about my money, duffle bags full of scratch
Artillery fire arms and gats
Reep my mill, cap my feddy, get my bread
? on my tail, but iand'm tryinand' for them, but they want me dead
Cuz i made it out the game without a clue or trace
Used to sell that bass
Rock cavvy candy, ??????
Never had to stop, enemies on the block, they knew it (they knew it)
As far as i was concerned, ? man i do it
Check it out
Money scheminand'
Prince albert, chocolate philly, glocks garcia vegas
Black and miles on the pack again (yes)
What you know about that?
Tq and e-40 fonzarelli a.k.a. charlie hustle, easy
Biotch!!!
