调：C minor
Verse 1
Since we almost at the last song,
why don't y kick some of that old
fly -ass gangster shit.
Alright, once again,
a black nigga named KMG.
And now it's time to drop some
real pimping shit.
Knowledge it,
cause we livin' like hustlers.
Comin' from USC.
So bless the 40 house,
Or you can drink whatever
Like I said before,
ain't nothing changed but the weather
Gonna take you to a higher
plateau of hustlers
Hustlers beyond control,
homies ranchin'
Rolls and Nats, they clockin' hoes
We was there when the
pimpin' shit was put down
Yo, 187? What's up, man?
Yeah, this shit is flowin'
Motherfuckin' write it in
Yeah, let's take our time
and do it the way I play it
Aight, aight, aight
Here we go flowin' on and on
Well since we're doin' so well
That's the name of the song
Let's break it down
We're rollin' after the
clock and hoes
We're just a tournament of fiends
But if they turn the foes
We don't need em'
We know too many backstabbers now
In our face they say they
with it behind they back
They put us down and try to clown
A player like me, 187 for money
And my homie the rancher
from the city of Tunes
I hit a corner cause they ball us in L .A.
We give our props to the homies
that be plockin' on the track
They said, what's up G's,
tell me what's happenin'
I heard you clockin' dollars,
but you still out there rappin'
You should know, it's my cash flow,
now I'm just hangin'
With these beats called dope
and these rhymes that I'm slayin'
That are so fly, we can't deny,
we must reply
If we twist it into sacks, we can all get high
Get this shit, it's so legit,
label it chronic
Cause if our rhymes was a robot,
they'd all be behind us
So get up and get with it,
if not, we feel we on
Throw your hands in the air
while we keep on flowin'
Fuck your energy,
I think you got him locked on
See, going is an art
from the heart of a player
So we gon' do the next one like this
People say we have such
strange vocabulary
To find these words,
you need an underground dictionary
Plus, train lifetimes on the inner city notch
And to get this boy, you see,
you can't go to college
Now see, you gotta be around
when this shit goes down
Not only spectating, man,
Yeah, and chuck em in a battle
like if you were at Caesar
Maybe over something like
money or skeezer
That's why we got this food
first come first serving
If you don't know the meaning
I don't be playing
when I'm housing a scene
I give my loaves home
because I know you won't feed
What I take them on
is just because I'm scrapping
We do a show,
rock the house and get paid
Take a bitch to the moti, then get laid
Send her home with a smile
cause it's worth her while
She tell the homies how she did it
and she went the mile
I'm talking whole nine yards
if you can understand
Cause I'm a playing motherfucker
and I'm in demand
so flow on, so flow on
See, untouchable players in effect
Making all the big payoffs
Calling all the shots
Balling
on the 12 gauges I call on chaos
Knowledge over sucker spinners
Dopeness jumping off
Gots to be platinum, OGTO, a Mack,
a double dose of the megaflux
you ain't got it like that,
cause Rufus done fixed that
Fuck Peace,
Outro 1
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