Hustle Game (feat. Webbie)

H-U-S-T-L-E, get yo' game up, game up

Don't be walkin' 'round tryin to blame us, blame us

We be everywhere we street famous, famous

So when you see me I'm just gettin'' paper, paper

H-U-S-T-L-E, get yo' game up, game up

Don't be walkin' 'round tryin to blame us, blame us

We be everywhere we street famous, famous

Say I'm a trill ass ****, wait let me define

I'm down for my issue with that bread on my mind

I'm built for that big boy shit like Depends

And outside of the fam, we ain't got no friends

I got a couple priors, a couple pendin'

We know you ain't a gangsta, ho, so stop pretendin'

I checked your resume, it don't compute

If ya bought this and sold that where's ya loot?

I know you don't wanna compare ya hustle game with me

Your cards two years old and your chain is three

Bitch, you can't hang with me and it's plain as day

Your **** ain't got it in 'em then swing this way

Your reputation is built on bullshit

So the four, fifth, I pull quick and give you the full clip

I didn't want to but I had to do it

Since I did it for the hood I was glad to do it, ****

H-U-S-T-L-E, get yo' game up, game up

Don't be walkin' 'round tryin to blame us, blame us

We be everywhere we street famous, famous

So when you see me I'm just gettin' paper, paper

H-U-S-T-L-E, get yo' game up, game up

Don't be walkin' 'round tryin to blame us, blame us

We be everywhere we street famous, famous

Come on, come on, come on

Look, I'm trill young savage, I'm the youngest of the fam

Bad bitch, long hair, good weed in the air

Got a ounce of that kush, no seeds up in there

Virgin bitch tight puss, had to squeeze up in there

When a **** hit the do'm you know it G's up in here

It got cold, all the pussy **** freezed up in here

Me, Slay, Bad Azz, Bun B up in here

Four G's, see we all blow trees, we don't care

MAC-10, snuck it in for the clowns 'round here

Make a motherfucker sit they ass down somewhere

Had some **** outside waitin' 'round somewhere

Headline on channel 9, you got found somewhere

I'ma laugh my ass off, blowin' a pound somewhere

With two big fine flippers and some gowns and some slippers

Hot metal like the welder, more clips than the Clippers

Savage Life in stores now, gon' get it ****

So

H-U-S-T-L-E, get yo' game up, game up

Don't be walkin' 'round tryin to blame us, blame us

We be everywhere we street famous, famous

So when you see me I'm just gettin' paper, paper

H-U-S-T-L-E, get yo' game up, game up

Don't be walkin' 'round tryin to blame us, blame us

We be everywhere we street famous, famous

Look, some say I talk a lot of shit, well, I was raised wrong

Coke dealers who got tired of bein' broke ****

I'm walkin' outside with the .45, yeah

I can't be scared, drinkin' purple to the head

Promethazine, yeah, we leanin' in that boot ****

Heroin got **** gone so we shoot quicker

They call us country 'cause we thuggin' in a small county

City folk, they ain't grateful for their good surroundings

I run that shit that make the real **** stand up

It's Boosie Bad Azz trap like and what

Asylum signed me, now a **** find me

On B.E.T. with W-E-E-D

I.E. ninety-eight, I'm an underground hard hitter

How you spit, how you spit it? God ****

Kay Slay, I'm underrated and I promise you

I'm finna to hit the rap game and this what I'ma do

Fuck it, I don't love like Rosa Parks hit the bus

**** in the south spittin' but them **** ain't us (They ain't us)

We drank tusk, smoke purp with the DipSet

Grip TEC's and hit **** in they lippin' neck

All I want is my respect, I ain't gon' say nothing else

I'm a let the case rest, Boosie Bad Azz