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(feat. Beanie Sigel)
Yeah
Sup wit` these lame-ass niggas, man?
I`m tellin` you
Niggas keep runnin` to this rap shit
You kna` mean?
Like y`all built like that
Ya`ll niggas betta pick up a basketball, or somethin`
Ya`ll niggas ain`t ready for this shit
[Memphis Bleek]
If a nigga know the Memph
I ain`t the type to front
I`ll put any gun to you
What type you want?
Supply any drug for you
What high you want?
Bag any chick for you
Nicer slut
Yeah, I push hot fees
My niggas got cheese
You run around frontin`
Like you niggas got keys
You never flipped burgers
Your krew, I ain`t heard of
Matter of fact, I`ll murder ya
I heard you niggas spit shit
But it`s indirect
Say my name
And see where I end this tech
I got a lot of love for this
But dawg, I`m real
When it`s beef, it`s beef
When it`s rap, it`s real
Nuttin` between
Alot of frontin` I seen
I done analyzed this game
It`s nuttin` but schemes
New ways to sell records
I aim for it
Put it out if it`s hot
Not, Just ignore it
[Chorus (REPEAT 2X)]
We them hustlers
And that`s who ya`ll know
We get low, get dough
Flip gold for sho`
We them gangstas
That`s who we be
We got cheese
Pop three for R-O-C
[Memphis Bleek]
Yo, yo
This is my ghetto
I eat, sleep, breathe here
To tell the truth, dawg
None of us gon` leave here
We die young, go to jail for murder 1
On a come-up, nigga
And that`s where I`m from
I done learned from that Puff and that Lopez shit
I ain`t r Send " Hustlers" Ringtone to your Cell