, so I got's to get me work ah-ah Nobody moves, nobody gets hit Pay attention to the story, of how I got my first brick [E.S.G.] My first sack was a
nig' I rob ya for ya bricks, I don't give a fuck like F.E.M.A. Me and Hin off in the Beamer, that 745 Brick Squad right behind, they got seven .45's (
just like you Smokin' blunts with my crew, flippin' over 62's 'Cause G E D, wasn't B I G I got P A I D, that's why my moms hate me She was forced to
legit, but I do my shit I still gotta hustle, I still gotta have bricks, but you know Let's feed the kids, man, yeah, let's feed the kids, man Let's do
to my face We could knuckle up any time any place If u got a problem, say it to my face We could knuckle up any time any place [Verse: Romeo] First thing first
g's? San antonio, can we make g's? Louisiana, can we make g's? Florida, can we make g's? Jacksonville, could we make g's? Indiana, can we make g's
pop I'm a born hustler but a pimp, pimp player 2 G an' 2, it's Big Tymer year Doin' donuts in the drop top with Cartier's An' I ain't met no nigga with
I take cash or write the check out to F-R Two E's, that'll be two G's And forget my money I'm comin' for all your ki's, nigga {1-900-Hustler, Sigel,
G's Who am I to disagree? Everybody's lookin' for somethin' Street dreams are made of these Niggaz push Beemers and 300 E's A drug dealer's destiny
S*****, relax and take notes *** ***, *** *** I just want the paper, I just want the paper I just want the paper, I just want the paper M E M P H I
I'm on my MD shit If I don't do the number's I'll just do the alphabet A,B,C,D,E,F,G-Shit I mean G-Unit shizzle F a dancefloor man are hungry out here
clips then release Eight deep, in the 300 E, leather seats, and in the trunk atiliary Up the street, where I score shoul ain't for me The B.G. that's
We used to move that work from Oak City way to Kimberly Took the hustle out that Riverdale, made a killin' G Brought it back to Bankhead, where I'm gon' see it till it's
to Battery Park First things first man, you're with the worst (Fucking) First things first man, you're with the worst (Fucking) First things first man
see Dro, I am Lou Ferrigno Green Benzito, rim big like my ego Bricks come from Chico and my old school amigo They call me Action Jackson like my first name, Tito The first
' trunk If I ain't got g's I'ma get it from the streets Leavin' A.V.E's offa zone three On da corner with da g's, that's how it's gon' be My whole family
