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 sh*t right here is for real hustle niggas
Real street niggas - y`all follow me
Squared niggas - kick back and listen how is sh*t 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 as* 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
Bit*h got us switch walkin with the work like motherf**k the law

[Hook]
That`s the sh*t 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 bit*h
And some load ki`s me insider
It`s now and never - turn back why should we
Let`s turn this bit*h upside down (how could we)
First to be unnoticed - I don`t trust that bit*h
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 as* snitch all night
Where we better do - is send that bit*h to the ?
Take the ki`s to the rally car and get that bit*h the cap
She go be mad about it cause she getting cut out
But just let it know her job is done (bit*h 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 sh*t 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 sh*t - 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 sh*t 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 f**ked up
I still got money for my first trip out of town
Haha!... you dig!