 (intro)G-h-e-t-t-oThis is how you start oneWhere you started fromOn a mission to checkNo doubt, got thatI need a couple of minutes to bring the thought backGot that
I never let another mothaf**kaTell me what to sang aboutEspecially when my only intentionIs to tell you what I'm thinkin' nowSang a song to tell you about hustlin'Another one to tell you 'bout the lordMy duty is to give 'em something funkyThat's the only thing I do it for
1 - and I can't tell you 'bout shit I don't know shit aboutGo on, holla, scream it loudThe only thing I'm all about
2 - I got that g-h-e-t-t-oTake all of my niggas everywhere I goIn the green range rover, or the lex to goWith my iceburgs rollin' the flowMy people are g-h-e-t-t-oAnd we don't give a f**k if everybody know'cause I'm (na na na) baby that's for sureTake the bullshit back to the storeI got the g-h-e-t-t-o
Do it for the figgas, magazines and videosIf you wanna find another niggaThis one do it for the soulAlways used to dream of gettin' biggerOnly for my peopleThat's why I'm always checkin' fake niggasOn forgettin' where they came from
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Made me believe in the hustleTold me to get my moneyWeed gon' be my muscleWell here we go nowIn my neighborhood, eastside compton californiaMy homies all like to spend the night under lightsStreamin' dice and fightSo this nigga just happen to write about itMake a point to spit flames at the names who disrespect the gameI was a down ass youngster and I'm still the sameAnd I can see right through you niggasBefore the fame and tv, you was a real nigga just like meOn my block, I ain't never seen a nigga wear high heeled shoesI ain't never seen a nigga dance with no groomI ain't never seen a nigga get his hair all bleachedAnd if he did, he'd get his ass beat for bein' a punk nigga
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