| *(Yukmouth talking)* | |
| Hennessy! (Hindu) | |
| Pass it! | |
| (Ahhh) | |
| It's yo life. | |
| It's yo life. | |
| It's yo life. | |
| Ballin, hit the scene. | |
| Chorus *(Luniz, Dru Down)* | |
| Get yo grind on man. | |
| (Get yo grind on) | |
| Get yo scrilla on | |
| (The scrilla, scratch, paper) | |
| Verse 1 *(Numskull)* | |
| I won't let it phase me | |
| this the game mayne | |
| an this is my domain | |
| make a couple of bomb | |
| shit this ain't the same | |
| now I'ma send this repetension | |
| I'm supposed to have G's | |
| so, all eyes is on me | |
| I see this rap shit ain't brought me nathin | |
| but a 50 couple of mo hoes | |
| and major playa hatin | |
| a nigga can't win for losin | |
| I'm might be choosin the wrong thang to do | |
| but I'm hustlin the same thing as you | |
| nigga I came to the Town already | |
| the Town still takin, now I gotta deal wit ya'll bitch niggas hatin | |
| f**k that | |
| hit me if ya wanna | |
| mini 14 got ya greedy in the corner | |
| Wanna see me? | |
| You know where I hang | |
| where I used to slang caine | |
| an got my first case for a thang-thang | |
| about keepin shit real | |
| this it nigga | |
| get yo mail on | |
| stay away from all this bitch shit | |
| I don't wanna kill nobody (nobody) | |
| but off the hook | |
| I guess broke niggas make the best crooks (like you) | |
| I got a question | |
| serious as thee | |
| Why's everybody always hatin on me? | |
| Chorus *(Luniz, Dru Down) | |
| Get yo grind on man. | |
| (I'm the pusha, pusha man.) | |
| Get yo scrilla on. | |
| (The scrilla, scratch, paper nigga.) | |
| Get yo pimp on man. | |
| (I keeps the pimpin fa real though.) | |
| Get yo scrilla on. | |
| (I need my money right now bitch.) | |
| Verse 2 *(Yukmouth)* | |
| West coastin | |
| Pacific Ocean | |
| niggas in Oakland | |
| cut close to sellin dope an high | |
| smokin until a nigga stop chokin | |
| get broken off | |
| for tryin to spit a razor blade out | |
| then whip the gage out | |
| an blow him rib cage out | |
| I got my fetti | |
| hit up Casino's like Joe Pesci | |
| the get away ridin a jet skit | |
| I'm double 0-7, Golden Eye | |
| gold mouth, golden finga | |
| ass out while I'm holdin Nina | |
| I remember when I used to sell dope | |
| makin 20 off a Note | |
| task smash an grab a nigga by the throat | |
| but I swallowed it | |
| an you can spit it out | |
| when they split I be the first nigga that try to shit it out | |
| now I'm on some mo' | |
| Rolex | |
| Moet | |
| X-O | |
| mo sex than the next hoe | |
| tote Tech's when we rollin (skee skirt) | |
| it's the creamery | |
| hit the scenery | |
| so cleanery | |
| on chrome eighteens rollin the greenery. | |
| *(Chorus)* 1x | |
| Verse 3 *(Numskull)* | |
| I hate you | |
| and you hate me | |
| to slang I-C-E | |
| but I see me | |
| bubblin mo than thee | |
| to be or not to be | |
| (That's the question) | |
| Like Shakespeare | |
| You inturrupt my struggle and I make fear. | |
| Verse 4 *(Yukmouth)* | |
| Stayed on the West Coast | |
| the best coast | |
| still yo ass full of guest coast | |
| Bitches! | |
| Get yo neck choked | |
| Niggas! | |
| Get yo chest smoked | |
| same thing for nay fiends | |
| these nay fiends | |
| hoe want bankin | |
| thankin they bitch ass 'cause it's stankin. | |
| Verse 5 *(Numskull)* | |
| I'm stankin like X-O | |
| staggering my whole life through me | |
| I'm headed to the west like Fievel | |
| I know where I'm supposed to be like compass' | |
| no matter where the f**k you from | |
| yo bitch is bumpin this. | |
| Verse 6 *(Yukmouth)* | |
| Nigga I got that A-1 Yola or K!! | |
| Straight margerin | |
| niggas be starvin in the drought | |
| puttin fo sale signs on they cars an house | |
| Yukmouth about that scrilla, scratchola | |
| stackola on the up an up | |
| I can't be f**kin up. | |
| *(Chorus)* 1x | |
| *(Dru Down's outro)* | |
| Nigga get yo scrilla on nigga! | |
| (Biatch!) | |
| Luniz and mutha f**kin Dru Down, you know | |
| (EASTSIDE!!) | |
| steady grindin. | |
| (The Vill in this mutha f**ka!) | |
| Yeah that's how we keep sellin these mutha f**kin records you know. | |
| (Biatch!) | |
| Keepin the scrilla, keep the pimpin up to, ah.. me!? |
Similar Songs
YouTube Results (More on YouTube)