How To Rob Lyricism
Dust in the place, you get snuffed in yo face
uh pass me the dutch if you puffin on haze
and give up the money if you hustlin caine
or I put this motherfuckin gun to yo brain
.. the fuck with this chain? rusty and fake,
probly bought it for your last couple of change,
but I look at you and see there's sumthin to gain
my eyes turn green - I come for yo cake..
so I sell it back to you for a hundred dollars
take a last puff and then I'm gone like.. "holla"
Problem solver, pistol popper, trouble starter
Motherfucker, hit a copper, bust the Llama
You think you spittin hotter but Dust is harder
kids don't really wantnah, crush and squash ya
Think you better than me? man I'm tired of y'all
Line em up and I'll kill em like a firing squad
Cause I hold the throne on my own..
My shit is off the hook like mobile phones
This ain't Souljha Boy, we don't crank it ova hea
Where not dancin ova hea, we blastin ova hea
Put your hands up in the air, it's a stick-up
Whatchu got there? that's a nice wristwatch
I ain't got all day, put yo fuckin chips up
so I can get my dick sucked in sum stripclub
And somehow I always get to join them bitches
Even if I'm the type to throw coins at strippers
I'm puffin cubans and just livin it up..
Plus I'll bust the lugers I'm not givin a fuck.