Nigga what cha money like 
I keep doe 
E ho Spice the track up like a do bo 
Sasone a freethrow 
My hitman 
Janito He don't speek no english lingo and he fresh off the plane from 
Puerto Rico 
Find a nigga and kill em's the only thing that he know 
He'll ring ya doorbell and pop you right through the peephole 
Far as this key go 
It's gon' get stepped on, cooked up, broke down 
Probablly get distributed in yo town 
Block got me grindin', watch keepin me bright nigga why 
Im a knock ya hustle if mine treatin' me right 
And a nigga too busy to get in some beef with a loser kick my bitch up out the bed just to sleep wit my ruger 
Cuz if I finger fuck my gun and play wit her trigger 
She ain't gon' scream 
I don't feel like it today on a nigga 
Im sayin my nigga 
This is real facts, real truth 
I will shoot you to go rap about it in a real booth 
I Spit hip hop heron, liquid crack park the six next to ya five and tell you get wit that 380's ain't gon' do it fam switch to macks 
Before you talk shit or even think startin' up a war 
Plush condo in my bedroom, mink carpet on the floor 
Two spanish bitches runnin' 'round reckless and butt naked 
If you a ladies man 
I'll bury you wit cha chick 
If you a true hustler 
I'll bury you wit a brick 
See the streets is watchin', more money more haters 
Fuck em' all keep flosin', more linen, more gators 
I rap now, still hit the block for a buck 
A thousand channels sattelite on top of the truck what's really good nigga