Eastside represent Westside Bankhead nigga, it is on, what
And I'ma still ride clean, throwing weed in the air
I'm a hustler, holla at me uptowm
Ya whole show shut down, if the "Don" appears
One reason why me and the other cats is hard to compare
What it do, what it do, what it do, what it do, what it do
What it is my nigga, what it do, what it do
I'm running Chopper City, and fucking with Grand Hustle
Come see a nigga, want a nice sixteen
I can give you what you want, T.I.P. the hottest
It's like that, I dun been through the struggle
Forever be hard to kill, even harder to scare
Snow Hill nigga, Pittsburgh, all my real niggas ride out with me
Get'em five dollars, sell'em ten dollars a pill
What it do, what it do, what it do, what it do, what it do
What it is my nigga, what it do, what it do
Listen, I don't care if you got the song of the year
With two or three bad bitches, got they feet in the air
When I tell ya I'm a "G", pimp, I'm really being modest
Tryin' to get a mill for my sons and my daughters
Ya'll know what's happening, PSC nigga
I got a brick or two, I'm finna to buss a move, buss a move
I got a tool and I'm finna cut the fool
Said her daddy and her uncle, still gettin' cross the water
If I caught a bad bitch with connections down in Florida
Till it's time to cop a brick and I'm tired of moving quarters
I got a tool and I'm finna cut the fool
What it do, what it do, my nigga, what it do and what it do
If I fuck with ya, then get 'em for sixteen
Got my nigga Blok in this bitch
I ain't never had shit, congragulations is in order
Now you can hear it from these niggas, who hardly was there
Game withcha ya need, I can tell ya all about it
My nigga, what it do, what it do, what it do, what it do, what it do
Hanging in the traps 'cause that's what our daddy taught us
I'm richer now, I'd be a motherfuckin' fool, if I don't call her
What it do, what it do my nigga, what it do and what it do
The pimps and the macks, real niggas wouldn't call us
Grand Hustle, pimp, Chopper City in here
But just know, I'm raising the bar and I'm keeping it there
You can come up in the streets but it ain't no gettin' out it
You real, we swap work, you fake, it's twenty G's
I got the eye of a tiger and the heart of a bear
I know people, get ki's for thirteen
Or take it from niggas, who fought and make it a scar to get here
What it do, what it do, what it do, what it do, what it do
If I don't know you, then fuck ya, if I know ya, I front ya
What it is my nigga, what it do, what it do
Standin' on the corners, slingin' crack and stacking dollars
I can tell ya bout the dope boyz, hoes and the ballers
I got a brick or two, I'm finna to buss a move, buss a move
But ya gotta break me off, you don't, I catch ya slippin' on the block
My nigga, what it do, what it do, what it do, what it do, what it do
From 30's on the 'lac, to a Benz on Broddas
Well, I'ma be the best hating nigga, see if I care
I'm the king of the jungle you can follow me there
What it is my nigga, what it do, what it do
I'm a H U S T L E R
A-town nigga, you know what it is, on through Mechanicville
What it is my nigga, what it do, what it do
'Cause I'm fact, that's fiction, it hardly compares
I got a tool and I'm finna cut the fool
Being hated, part of the game,yes, it's hard but it's fair
What it is my nigga, what it do, what it do
My nigga, what it do, what it do, what it do, what it do, what it do
I got a brick or two, I'm finna to buss a move, buss a move
Say they like when I smack on they ass, and skeet in they hair
Several years ago, I told myself that I solemnly swear
My daddy won't a doctor and my momma won't a lawyer
And knock you off, I know people, I get nice deals
BGizzzy, let's do it homie
I know people, get'em three hundred a pound
Give'em to ya for five hundred if you my round
I'm well connected with weed, white, tan and brown
