world use the muscle to the hustle get cha bread up keep ya head up dawg (big phil dis one fa you pimpin) Verse 2: (T.I) I had a partna name phil
block) But I'm known by name by every cop (every cop) But I don't care, that's nothin, grind don't stop (don't stop) I'm on fire, still hustle when the
t no bitch, I don't talk shit on the phone I got somethin that just might follow you home, now ain't I dead-ass wrong How could you react, if your brains
what it do Break bread or fake dead, I ain't with horse-playin I'm tryna fuck ya till when you get up ya can't stand Damn, where ya learn to do it like
I bring it on V.L. and on the ave I?m off the block so I?m a hold it down I?m gonna pump this white I?m gonna bump this brown I?m gonna get it out the
what I do If I got it, I ain't gon' hide it - I show mine I know you gon' respect it, I know you gon' let me shine I know you ain't gon' step, I know
pill, now I'm ready to fuck I'm staggerin' through this motherfucker - I've had enough I'm askin' every ho I pass, "Bitch, what's up?" Somebody gon' leave
know what to do We get them automatic weapons load em up, Load em up And that shiny-ass jewelry that you got, Nigga give it up Remember me and Geezie wrote yo raps I
me I still wouldn't sign You done lost yo' mind, bumped yo' head Try to stop my shine but I got bread And I ain't got time, to hear what they said When
I.P I'm stupid rich, got retarded money I'm special with it, I got special bread It's easy now, please believe me now I dismiss a hoe, please leave me now I fuck when I
him And that four-do' car is what I'm flossin in (YEAH!) I'm in the black, you in the red You owe your label money, I'm gettin bread Can you feel it,
like a dog Niggas say they know me I don't know them They say we came up together I don't owe them A motherfucking thing I'll make it hot Run up on me
leave the party My stashbox so big, it could move the shotty God it ain't my fault, if I shoot somebody I ain't in it to lose, I'm in it to win Sex, money
t Move Just Give It Up Smooth G Unit Motherfucker You Move,I'll Flash My 2 And Blast My 2 G Unit Nigga,You Don't Know Me And I Don't Know You, You Think
got retarded money I'm special ed, I got special bread It's easy now, please believe me now I dismiss a hoe, bitch leave me now I fuck when I want, I do what I
can't help me, the sweetest thing is) I got to call Him cuz something's on my mind (Daddy can help me) Operator (I need heaven) get heaven on the line (I
every step I take I'm gaining more health Ain't no good MCs left Cause their minds ain't right Wanna get a record deal But can't deal with the MIC Camouflage