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Seven, oh,
Yeah, Hustle
Playa,
What's with these old niggaz, man?
D-day, what's wrong these niggaz?

What's with these niggaz?
This game, tryin'
To get points and stripes
points yeah
(Yeah)

You got somethin' for old niggaz, doe
What we got fo' 'em big
Yeah, yeah,

What's the subject? Fo' brings they Kotex
we reside, I creeps my ass up inside
And smash these brownies off in his
I done shitted and pissed on, dude, how that taste?

Catch him out his place, out of his
With his nephew and his niece, ooh, the the merrier
tried to fuck mines off
(What'd he do?)
Tried to gauge the with my broads on Watoo

Dude, you broke fuckin' code
I'm finst ta dump drop clip, dump, drop, clip,
Be like I can motherfuckin'
Talkin' I'll be fuckin' all kind of women

B R P, blade, run or pimpin'
Once upon a time was this guy named Dane
Tried to fuck my bitch, but he kris game
I don't owe motherfucker in the first

But he made livin' in my house
A whole lot
Tryin' to gain stripes

nothin' nice, read him his rights
Collar him and laugh, rollin over and with the vice
under pressure, bust a pipe
Snake is crooked dice

(Goin' all up, out your way just to get them points)
It's steaks and knives, read him his
So called best friend'll stab yo' ass in the back with a
And try to put yo' ass on ice

For brownie and stripes
For brownie points and
Niggaz'll take your
Just to get brownie points

You niggaz got me stuck,
y'all spit it and get it fucked up
Lucked up, my mobb, niggaz, yeah, we bust what
If he isn't never see mail, that we sell
by the truckloads, hoes can catch it retail

Motherfuckers grindin' but we all ain't
And all ain't paid, now watch 'em all get
Laid back and watch him misprint it, we spit it
For you newcomers who thinkin' you it, I put my fist in it

Let yo' bitch get it, serve a D and a bitch split it
If I ain't wit' it, it enough fuckin' chips in it
Niggaz try to gain stripe, I mic
Got 'em all caught up in the shit, call it game tight

Keep my hyped, strivin' to get my name right
When it's fucked up, I'm the one you can right
on my niggaz when I did the shit
Yo, we the shit, this Hogg ass bitch

It's nothin' nice, read him his
Collar him and laugh, rollin' and politickin' with the vice
Crackin' under pressure, a pipe
Snake eyes is crooked

(Goin' all up, out your way just to get them points)
It's and knives, read him his rights
So called friend'll stab yo' ass in the back with a knife
And try to put yo' ass on ice

For points and stripes
For brownie points and
Niggaz'll take life
Just to get brownie points

Young Jr., ain't nothin' but 14, Mack Jr. think he tough
Mack Jr. be havin' with his stomach
Throwin' up that green stuff, Jr. done tried everything
(In the bay)
The Taco

Mack Jr. be takin' whiffles of that Khadafi and shovin' it up his
Mack Jr. just got out the hall, Jr. I your bluff
Jr. to be played, Jr. quick to bust
Mack Jr. be geekin', Jr. be havin' withdrawal

Jr. be tweekin', Mack Jr. be workin' hella close with the law
I don't know this motherfucker, never saw the
But Mack Jr., all the time be
My viznideos on the tizznelevision

know not that he'll blunder, I got yo' ass hypnotized
Talkin about, when you see that E-40, 'Element of Surprise'
One of my overheard about it in the pen, chopped a couple of kites
me to be careful cause niggaz'll take yo' life for braggin rights

That ain't so stop that, baby
Attitude why do niggaz gotta
Don't them niggaz know I got fetti
To put whole fuckin' family to sleep?

It's nice read him his rights
Collar him and laugh, rollin' and politickin' with the vice
under pressure, bust a pipe
Snake eyes is dice

(Goin' all up, out your way just to get them points)
It's steaks and read him his rights
So best friend'll stab yo' ass in the back with a knife
And try to put yo' ass on ice

For brownie points and
For brownie and stripes
Niggaz'll take your
Just to get them points