HooknS.A.S.:nBy any means thye be gettin' the doughnListen up, I'm just lettin' you known(That's what makes me a hustler)nHeads to provide, case they supplynBakin' dme pies, whatever it takes to surviven(Repeat)nnVerse 1nMega:nYou get popped from my neezaynRun the block liek a relaynI'm tryna get drops like a DJnBut in this game, you do not get no lee-waynThat's why I'm on the block shottin' rocks in the PJ'snFor lots of wealth, Glocks on beltsnLook in the mirror my nigga, you should watch yourselfnYeah, and they gon' find yanSo you need to keep it moving like the feds behind yanWho is you females servingnYou niggaz is bitch-made like a female servantnI pity the odds, you'll really get robbednCuz even little niggaz is killas like City of GodnPlenty dough, sellin' yay to the customersnYou already know what makes me a hustlernTake it to the mean blocks where I sold them dimesnOr you can get ya team rocked like a clothinglinenWhoannHooknnVerse 2nBugz:nYeah I got cake, but I ain't got enough to lose, ya knownOh that offend you, well fuck you toonTwo holes in ya face got 'em lookin' like dimplesnI got utencils, ain't talkin' 'bout pencilsnThis deuce this clip bullets like jujitsun10 clips'll hit ya on ya head like a HindunMy shit is paid for, forget a rentalnIt's Mister IntercontinentalnGold medalist, four felonistnAnd we can be some gentlemen or get into some killa shitnI'm a pimpin' nigga wit' hella hoesnI just take 'em home, fuck 'em, kick 'em out, sell they clothesnBitch you better get chedda like VelveetanSweep niggaz up wit' the pound like El NinanI'm in the park and flippin' Cuban cigarsnAnd liquor, yeah I'm a star with more bars than Snickers, niggannHooknnVerse 3nMayhem:nThis is May Caliente, ay, that pretty gangsternReportin' live from the streets like TV anchorsnYou see these bangers, you silly wankernI'm downtown blazin' the hazin' wit' city bankersnAnd babes, if I was your boyfriendnYou'd have to hold that gun, and smuggle in my toysnYou niggaz ain't seein' these mobstersnThe re-up money's the price of my D&G boxersnCrack that we sell, packs on the scalenOnly nigga we sayin' Welcome back to is RellnU.K. shottas going hard with the repnWe them Eurogang London Boys go hard to detectnIf you see me with Dipset, armed to the necknGal I grip Tecs that'll push ya heart through ya chestnYou a hustler, got a long way to gonWe gettin' blow like felacionAnd I'm a shottannHook