All Stars

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Gangstas, gangstas, gangstas

Bang hustlas, bang hustlas, bang hustlas

Hustle

Players play and thugs are the muscle

So you better listen, don't get too comfortable

Gangstas, gay banging

And thugs leave them hanging wearing red strings

On the all-stars, they stay hanging

Blood fuck what you claiming, always evil like Satan

And the shanks stay shanking

And the fakes stay shaking

Cooking faces like bacon

Leave the mass barely hanging out

With the playing, living life

Day to day, money on my mind

Grit on my grind, make it rough

Offing them one at a time

Living life, do or die, never ask why

Don't know how to try, only do

And that's the truth, I'm the dude

Gangstas, bang hustlas

Hustle

Players play and thugs are the muscle

So you better listen, don't get too comfortable

Gangstas, bang hustlas

Hustle

Players play and thugs are the muscle

So you better listen, don't get too comfortable

Now me, when I'm loud, that means I'm buzzed up

Open in my mouth, my bitch say shut up

But I don't give a fuck, that means I'm stuck

So I fuck till I bust that nut like a nut

I take a blade and open you up

From the gut to the butt

Once it's open, ain't shit you can do to keep it shut

Stupid much, you might as well give it up

You ain't tough, you soft like love

Fit tight like a glove, but it's never enough

What

Players play and thugs are the muscle

So you better listen, don't get too comfortable

Gangstas, stay bangin

And thugs, leave them hangin

Wearin' red strings

On the hot stars, they stay hangin

Blood, fuck what you claimin

Always evil like Satan

And the shank stays shankin

And the fake stays shakin

Cookin' faces like bacon

Leave the mask barely hangin' out

With the plan, livin' life day to day

Money on my mind, grip on my grind

Make it rough, offer no one at a time

Livin' life, do or die, never ask why

And don't know how to try, I only do

And that's the truth, I'm the dude

Gangstas, bang, hustlers

Hustle, players play

And thugs are the muscle

So you better listen, don't get too comfortable

Now me, when I'm loud

That means I'm buzzed up

Openin' my mouth

My bitch says shut up

But I don't give a fuck

That means I'm stuck

So I fuck till I bust that nut like a nut

I take a blade and open you up

From the gut to the butt

Once it's open, ain't shittin

You can do to keep it shut

Stupid much, you might as well give it up

You ain't tough, you soft like love

Fit tight like a glove

But it's never enough, what up

Ha, ha, ha, players play

And thugs are the muscle

So you better listen, don't get too comfortable

Gangstas, they bangin

And thugs leave them hangin

Wearin' red strings

On the all-stars, they stay hangin

Blood fuck what you claimin

Always evil like Satan

In the shake, stay shakin

In the fake, stay shakin

Cookin' faces like bacon

Leave the mask barely hangin' out

With the clan, livin' life day to day

Money on my mind, grit on my grind

Make it rough, off with no one at a time

Livin' life, do it, God never asked why

Don't know how to try, only doing

That's the truth, I'm the dude

Gangstas, they bangin

And thugs are the muscle

So you better listen, don't get too comfortable

Gangstas, bang, hustlas, hustle

Gangstas, bang, hustlas, hustle

We stay shaking like salt and pepper

I know I run the game, no matter the weather

I sell the bitch, her and Heather

It ain't enough, so don't let her

I stay collecting like cheddar

Got a picture of my album on a sweater

Gave a bitch one, but her mans won't let her

Where it at, so can she share it

Told her take off the top so I can stare

Wanna take some with me, she can spare it

Get real long like Ferris, so I climb the terrace

Wanted balls, so I told her to narrow it

Narrow it, narrow it, narrow it, narrow it

Narrow it, narrow it, narrow it

Gangsta style