Listen.. They say a waste of knowledge ya ass to college' Now broke ass call us Tryin to ask for Sittin glass Impala's High Impala's I make two deposits everytime I pass the closet If niggas lookin for the The grands can be the man He got it in his hand of no If's, And's, about it 'That man's the I accedently spent five Cause man, we We don't shop at Family If your ice is If you ask me for a I make my inflate We still ghetto, lookin for some mics to break I'm still around a hood, like a liscense plate I'm not cappin, trust me know when I'm cappin When I out that gat And you hear thang click-clackin You hear that boy said? Don't be a hard Save me left overs im through with some raw bread
Let's open, the garage and pull, cars out (Why?) Show em how boys in the south shiiiiiiiine (Money is on your mind, them dollar signs Get off of youe and go Grind) there's no time, to sleep - we and grind, all the time Because money's on our miiiiiiiind (Chasin dollar signs, you sayin you wanna shine? Then get up off of your and go Grind)
[Paul
They say stuntin's a waste of 'Man, it in stocks' Now homeless and out of work Ever since flopped Have a for every season the Babeoulous way Mo money underneath my you have in your safe When money slow up? Make a different hustle up Alotta older then me, but they ain't never grow up Boys hit a couple of licks, buy some kicks and quit I hustlin for a fifth, I'm on the grind to get rich I ain't gone lie, I got lazy fifty a week But when that fifty to ten I woke up out of my sleep I don't compete with ballers I inspire Self-Emplyed, I write a check
And myself I admire myself, with a set of Slabs, All courtisey of my underground, mass of It don't what it cost, just grab some loot earn it back before your class is through.. It's down
Let's open, the garage and pull, cars out (Why?) Show em how boys in the dirty shiiiiiiiine (Money is on your mind, chasin them dollar Get off of behind and go Grind) there's no time, to - we hustle and grind, all the time Because money's always on our (Chasin them dollar signs, you sayin you wanna Then get up off of your and go Grind)
Listen.. They say our just dropped And we ain't proved a Look at the Sound scannin Tell us the King Okay, if we don't hit Top 100 on We still gone feel joy, 50 hundreds in boy We Runnin Houston streets, so you can say we You better hide deer, like we was Doe Hunters Never doe from a dealer, I'm no dope runna But I intercept chips like a kick from a slow HUT ONE! HUT TWO! - We through, what it do? Direspecting that Houston, Texas Underground? a fool It's okay if you DeeJay's don't give us Radio We the streets to go get our CD today, they obey CD sella, Hundred Thousand or betta But I'm not in this game to get a Grammy letta or Just tryin to make alot of chedda, Mirror on the wall Can you tell us who really ball? 'Chamillion and Paul
X2] Let's open, the garage and pull, cars out (Why?) Show em how boys in the dirty shiiiiiiiine (Money is on mind, chasin them dollar signs Get off of youe and go Grind) there's no time, to - we hustle and grind, all the time money's always on our miiiiiiiind (Chasin them dollar signs, you you wanna shine? Then get up off of your and go Grind)