Living in the city of the
Scandalous
Shisty ************s can't even trust my own brothers
So who can
I choose to trust me that's who?
****** want a piece of the pie, **** off and die
Jealous, envious fools want to rush this
Loco, trooping ass ***** with the cash, ****
************s just get your own, and leave mine alone
Forty-five places to get done
Send out your invitation to the party of your elimination
I got peeps that play for keeps
Now I'm laying your ass down to sleep
But every hustler wants to be bawling
But I got the balls for the shot calling
I pull strings, the don king
Only in America
Then I hustle, and flex my muscle
Yeah, man,
I've been out here
Running game for eight years
I know I'm getting tired of standing
On this corner
*****, I want a fat pad, and fly ass pool
Finest **********ing *****es, jewels
And all that ****, if
I got to take it
From a *****
****, let him run for me then
I can work for myself, don't have to
Work for nobody
I'll be my own hustler
Where can
I roam to get my hustle on
Killafornia, stacking the chips, got the full clips
Loaded and cocked,
I'm used to running with the glock
Nina Millimeter, lighting up the ****ing block
Now, who you gonna trust?
Who can you trust?
I don't know, but if you coming on my corner
I think I'm gonna bust
You can't handle us, devious, dangerous
Criminal mentality, insanity
I move weight, from state to state
All the ****** moving weights
Can you relate?
Damn, what's up?
I see youPushing that big time weight
I told you,
I wasn't bull****ting
You coming up, aight
When I seen you three or four
Months ago
I told you
Got respect for a man now
Handle your ****
Where can
I choose to get my hustle on?
In the alleyway, lighting up all night long
**** working at
McD's, I'm rolling with the
O.Z'sIn the
QP's, puffing on trees
Who can I trust?
Who can you trust?
Not that shady ************
In the city
Los Scandalous
Well, well, little man came up a little bit
It feels good having money in the pocket
**** that nine to five ********, right?
Yeah, kick that shit to the curb
But you got to look out for the scandalous ************s'
Cuz ****** is tricky than a ************
Yeah, but ************s got to look out for us too
You know what
I'm saying
I'm just as shisty as a *****
****, set me up and ****** are gonna die
You get set up back, 'cuz we ain't having that ********
I got your back, you got mine, that goes without saying
Twenty-seven and mo' baby, twenty-seven and mo'
Oh get the **** out of here, stay, bust out man