Home of the Hustlers

I'm from the city of pills and that powder
Pushing exotic, i'm gone off the flower
Home of the hustlers, run up the customers
Tucking that heat, turn cobra to coward
I don't have time for fucking with fuck niggas
Was down until I ran it up nigga
Put a bad bitch on a pay roll
If I say so, she won't fuck witcha
G check when the heat flex
Finna wet 'em up like a shower
Young niggas volunteer, do a hunnid years
Too plugged in, that's power nigga
I don't bang shit, I just bang shit
Plenty red dots when them stains hit
I was born straight to that war zone
Nigga my city been dangerous
Nigga like fuck no we ain't hanging with you
Bend the block with a loaded Glock
They gonna send them shots like a ranger nigga
Sweet spot with them angels nigga
Burner with me like blood brother
Then the chopper touch ya like hug for ya
Just a couple rounds took a dub from ya
Then the double barrel got a slug for ya
No tolerance for all these bitch niggas
Tell em play with me if you wanna
Got a bail for me on the back end
I don't give a fuck about your honor
Drama, if you get popped, that's karma on ya
All of my niggas they been with me
Got a hundred niggas bought to spend with me
Work it out like they been in the gym with me
Whole lot of black, serving that white
Got it looking like Sin City
Charm City with them goodie boys
Slide up on with a few of them toys
Run it back, like a hunnid laps
Till we take it over, that's we we doing it for
Doing it for
Doing it for
(ITS GRIZZY!)



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Writer(s): Ryan Mcaphee
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