Work Lyrics

Work lyrics

[Talking]
Nigga wanna hustle
Nigga wanna sell dope where we grow up
nigga
Ride with me and learn something nigga
If not - stay away my
playground nigga
Yeah! - this shit right here is for real hustle
niggas
Real street niggas - y'all follow me
Squared niggas - kick back
and listen how is shit really go
Uh!

[Verse One]
Cabbage work hoes
goes spoke and pistols
Last in getting away hearin whistles
Scopin down
map gestural back full of chips
A hot ass scraps ski mask and two in the
clips
Scoop on 'em motophone let 'em know it's on
I pack use 'em draws
homeboy - nigga we goners
Beep on 'em Mexican though - we won't work
No
Baking Soda slides twenty on 'em for the dirt
Got 'em - strap on 'em my
shell with ducktapes
See nervous - while the Greyhouse escpae across
Interstate
Jumpin up in the friendly scotia down chicken weight
For the
work show up - and really do - be straight
They pull up bread all the lookin
flawless us a show dog
Twenty bird and rally car like she a mother
law
Damn! - she'll need no duck the law
Bitch got us switch walkin with
the work like motherfuck the law

[Hook]
That's the shit nigga ball
fo'
How they dope that they wall fo'
Jumpin on ' em hoes
They floss
the hoes
We carry choppers stole us on homies with calicos
With the funk
kick - wishin y'all holy copy with those
Banged out, thanged out - everybody
hangin' out
Whole crews anybody sayin we bust used
Go back - blast the gas
about to shootin' us
For cabbage work hoes and hundred fo's

[Verse
Two]
Now in the N and N.Y. talkin' to why dies with the bitch
And some
load ki's me insider
It's now and never - turn back why should we
Let's
turn this bitch upside down (how could we)
First to be unnoticed - I don't
trust that bitch
She fine - but she mixed with rat the lil snitch
I don't
feel right I know crass bustin bust pipe
And the fed I had up on punk ass
snitch all night
Where we better do - is send that bitch to the ?
Take
the ki's to the rally car and get that bitch the cap
She go be mad about it
cause she getting cut out
But just let it know her job is done (bitch butt
out)
Why we here for? - (nigga we here paper chasin')
Okay then - well
let's made this put reservatoins
Bust - train or even train station
If
you got motophone we can start this operation

[Hook]
That's the shit
nigga ball fo'
How they dope that they wall fo'
Jumpin on 'em
hoes
They floss the hoes
We carry choppers stole us on homies with
calicos
With funk kick wishin' y'all holy copy with those
Banged out,
thanged out - everybody hangin' out
Whole crews anybody sayin' we bust
used
Go back - blast the gas about to shootin' us
For cabbage work hoes
and hundred hoes

[Verse Three]
Now I'm the KING OF ROCK - for my
work
One time shoot the block I did my sack about the dirt
Like a dream
team - both feams tryin' around me like impressed
Takin' fifth G horse and
spork the dope 'port
Like a hell is seen hot for shit - I ain't
trippin'
Got folks in the bushes with the chop chop - so I ain't
slippin'
None of these out of town C's and Beems
Niggas playin 'em gueens
street they never seen the pontrees
Hobbed on the plane - I'm back on stinky
greens
And Inglewood floss and faded the whole scene
1-0 back Ol' T  -
dope grindin'
Fresh gear, big wheels, jewels shinnin'
So I hit Shall
Sunday - watchin' with low-low's hot
Me and my N.O. partners - on the
strippin' new drops
Bentleys, Warreys, Benzes, Hummers
With none full of
fall for the next twenty Summers

[Hook]
That's the shit nigga ball
fo'
How they dope that they wall fo'
Jumpin on 'em hoes
They floss the
hoes
We carry choppers stole us on homies with calicos
With the funk kick
wishin' y'all holy copy with those
Banged out, thanged out - everybody
hangin' out
Whole crews anybody sayin' we bust used
Go back - blast the
gas about to shootin' us
For cabbage work hoes and hundred fo's

[Mack
10 {talking]
And there you have it - that's how it go
From top to bottom -
half heart, half money nigga
Oh - don't get it fucked up
I still got money
for my first trip out of town
Haha!... you dig!