3rd World Hustla

Ay man, i’mma’ tell you why i’m thugged out

Ay yeah i got a crime fetish, says fuck these mutha’fuckas

Never been a busta’

I don’t fuck with them ‘bustas

That nine in ya’ face pussy nigga i don’t trust ya’

This right to ya’ melon like them boys in 7th heaven

I be gone in a second, gotta’ load my mac-11

Ridin’ through the streets with them boys packin’ heat

Niggas know it’s lil b, and they know i’m pretty ?

Gotta’ be wit’ the shit, cause i roll one deep

Bitch i’m in vp, cause i’m playin’ for the heat

Military soldier, comin’ from the sea

H20 all day, man i’m comin’ for the tree

‘n i might hit a 3, wit’ a scope and the beam

4 wheel motion, the till stay open

My house stay open, he stay cockin’

Make ya’ head red like that boy dennis rodman

He stay loaded, the beef got me focused

Smack ya’ on the street like them niggas out in oakland

I got phonk like – i’mma’ tell you suttin’ niggas

A few suckas tried to check game – had to bust niggas

Playin’ wit’ that ratchet, ‘n i’m smokin’ wit’ that ratchet

Talkin’ ’bout the gun, ‘n i ain’t talkin’ ’bout a bad bitch

Bitch paid me cause she say i do magic

Nigga play wit’ me i had to burn em’ like matches

I do me, ‘n i’m hustlin’ no discussion

Lotta’ mutha’fuckas did-died over nothin’