Letras
Yo Stan Yeah the moment of truth has arrived
This what you been waiting on You been working on this shit let's go
Sound check is complete Level check is complete
Everything is in your favor nigga
Let's drop som bars on this shit let's go
Yeah they be mad at us
Cause we be gatted up
They numbers wasn't adding up
They better come out padded up
This is how we get down
We don't give a fuck
Black mask on our face
Bullet holes in yo truck
Niggas steady talking shit
Until them g's roll up
Ironically they realize That they can be touched
Hollow points are the price You pay for pressing your luck
We real men if you think we pretend
My nigga go in
We turn to status to dust
Loyalty is a must
You try to flex And it's yo seed we crush
In OG's we trust
Not with greed or lust
Cause they can get it
If them niggas Don't believe we bust
So if you live your lifeWithout fear
Step in this lane If you dare
We can Blast here
Leave yo ass here
Rip the fuckin mask here
Take yo cash here
Nigga keep on fucking with us
I hear you I hear you I see you moving
You bobbing and weaving
Your style is impetuous You sick with that flow
But nigga you need to come
You need to bring that shit
Let's go
These niggas claim to be hard
We know that's it's an act
My niggas down for whatever
So we dont question that
If you wanna bang
Homie it ain't no thang
Clip up and get zipped up
Nigga this ain't a game
The niggas I fuck with
Do not name
They put in that work son
They do not bang
If you get hit
It's cause they got
Magnificent aim
And they quick
To kick your fkn front
Door office frame
So let me give you these bars
I hope you living well
Pushing the fanciest cars
Diamonds on your wrist
Fly gear on your back
That's the way we do it
We roll like that
At six in the morn
It's time to transform
Grab the grip
Load the clip
Pull up the whip and it's on
Put a million on the street
So everybody can eat
Hit the block
Load the safe
Deliver work Repeat
Keep it moving dog
Quick and discrete
Use your hands if
You gotta keep these
Dudes on their feet
If that don't work
Apply pressure with heat
We trying to turn a single car to a fleet yeah
Oooooh thas what I'm talking bout
Thas what Im talking bout
Some ol gangsta anthem type shit for the hustlers
My nigga my nigga you really killing this shit right now
With that ol g shit keep it moving keep it moving
It's time to close this shit out my nigga lets go-lets go
If it ain't about that fetti dude
You wasting your time
Fifty five year old legend OG in his prime
If f you cant see my hustle
Mother fucker you blind
Went from zero in the bank to a meticulous grind
Thats how I get down
Ease back im not hearing what you say
Like my ears filled with beeswax
All I dream about fast cars and c stacks
Getting money mo money I gotta seize that
I hustle in my sleep
Nigga believe that
If it don't make dollars
I don't need that
Appetite for success I gotta feed that hood life good life
Nigga I bleed that
You can find me wherever the wife and seed at
If you know then you know we strapped