Niggas might as well (Yeah!)

niggas might as well fuck with me anyway

I got that fire green ha (Haaaaa!)



Verse 1:Noreaga



The way I rhyme sometimes,is reflect my style

When I speak to hoes, Yo i always be foul

Ask em do they suck dick, can they ride me wild

Here's the day, sit down, lay down,Joe Brown

Here go the low down

Niggas just need to slow down

Melvin what! Yo from as good as it gets

Ya know now, need to slow down, nigga hold down

Flip from Larry, Ya know I hail with my marry

Holla when you hear me, respect me or fear me

Love me or hate me, but you gotta just hear me

Listen to superthug, listen to sometimes

Listen to halfbaked, and listen when thugs rhyme

I aint the best yet, but i'm next in line

It's like rhyme and reason, but my reason at rhyme

It's like rhyme and reason, but my reason at rhyme

It's like rhyme and reason, but my reason at rhyme



Chorus:2x



I'm just a hustla doin what the hustla's do

I'm just a hustla hustlin with my hustlin crew

I just hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle hustle





Verse 2: Noreaga



yo, I buy twenty for ten dollars, sell it for thirty

take that thirty dollars and I just buy four grams

take that two grand, take like four of my mans

go down to main street then wastelands

whut up, china man, china man, need some coke?

his girl do the wild thing like she know tone loc

she be shakin her ass and love to smoke

let her hit the weed, yo hit the weed

let her hit the weed til she ready to go

I roll a philly skinny, and you know I got plenty

conservitive thug like i'm holdin a penny

jenny craig or jenny jones but bitch it's jenny

i'm like nore springer, no ring on my finger

in and out of cells like a bell ringer

i'm like hip hop yall niggas is rap singers

and I hate yall you get the middle finger



Chorus 2x



Verse 3: Maze



Yo yo, now when my pen glow, there's no stoppin my zone

and while yall niggas clone, everything i'm spittin is shown

in my life even now and before

I did us all, the crystal ball in front of me say stay hungry and raw

I pop everything three's, from my shell to my bottoms

i'm aware, when you shinin niggas watch you

I walk these ??conple?? stones alone shit is hostile

apostle in this grown and known from my eyes view



Verse 4: Musolini



Comin out the hood, we aint have to many choices to live

niggas hustled tryin to duck bids we learned as kids

how to sell drugs, cook grams, and get dubs young thug

snake niggas aint got no love

the same way I pump packs

the same way i spit on these cats

the same way it reflect in my raps

let the dro blow, holdin the fo fo, like BIG kickin in the doe yo

find me with Maze on doe low!



Chorus 2x