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Ooh ooh. BEEYOTCH!
Ha ha, ha, Dub-C in here
Ha, Ponzarelli, what's crackin loc?
What's up, it's weepa-lations, huh?
Ha ha, Short Dawg, we all hogs
Ain't nuttin new, it's that pimp shit boy
You know what I'm thinkin, I'm jig up in this bitch
Thinkin of a master plan
Cause ain't nathan but crumbs inside my can
So I, hit the sticks, leaves my residence
Thinkin how can I get paid for spittin this gangsta shit?
A three-strike victim, with a million-dollar dream
Of swervin 7-40 beams and countin cheese with money machines
My click trump tight, nigga we roll like dice
For the ten china white, seekin hoodsta paradise
Where you from, what's yo' name, motherfucker what you slangin?
Dub-C still claimin that Maad Circle gang and
Smokin dank and drankin, jawbakin and runnin up payment
Top rankin CD slanger, ghetto hall-of-famer
International resider, worldwide I'm packin heat
Mashin for the cheddar with No Limit's like Master P
Found my click in this rap game, now I'm steady bustin
Dub-C, who ridin for the chip and still hustlin
Keep hustlin (cause I'm all about mine, yeah yeah)
Keep on hustlin (shorty keep on stackin these chips man)
Keep hustlin (true player's baby all night long)
Keep on hustlin, on and on
Check it out
Dub-C the people, system got ya ninja dang near ready
To put hands on a peachy-inny man, 'bout to bomb on his bitch ass
Turnin off my lights and gas, low on cash
Bad enough I gotta go next door to take a bath, ain't got no water
Plus I heard that the police department homicide division
Wanna holla at me 'bout a man sold to my triflin-ass baby mama
She's a botched bitch, she think I'm rich, don't know the outcome
Talkin about, "He got bread, he on Dub album"
A playa like me can barely think straight, how can I focus?
When I'm famous as fuck, Christmas Eve eviction notice
These rap videos got us soon-to-be up-and-comin rappers
Thinkin cute, knowin that we un-recoup
E. Ponzarelli, P.K.A. Charlie Hustle, nyackin
Double in a ho without a penny in my pocket
I don't come from much, so in order to do what I gotta do to survive
Tapes and CD's be my 9 to 5
Mathematics, paper route to more established
Long money, long established, way before
I signed with the Long Island Giants
Keep hustlin (keep on stackin my chips)
Keep on hustlin (motherFUCKER!)
Get your marbles man, get your marbles
Keep hustlin (keep on doin what you doin)
Keep on hustlin, on and on (glorify yo' paper route)
I'm comin from a fashion show, with a flashy ho
Smokin indo from the Valley Joe
Like them 3rd Ward niggas from the Cali yo
If you tryin to get high, what you pass it fo'?
Top Notch on my right smellin smoke
But she don't know about the hustlin that I did when I was broke
My best customers, real macs and G's
Dopefiend beasts on the backstreets
Me and Freddie be sellin game
Custom-made tapes with your name, you can't complain
I always been about the business, I ain't changed
As long as I'm in it, I'm stayin the same
Ghetto star, feelin the pavement
I'm always down to earth, tryin to get paid bitch
Ain't no secret, to what I'm doin
I got the game from Oakland so I came to this conclusion
Keep hustlin (keep on doin what you doin)
Keep on hustlin (hey, keep gettin money, gettin money)
Keep hustlin (hey hey hey yeah)
Keep on hustlin, on and on (don't lie, on and on)
In order to get your paper man, get your change
You know Short Dawg always get his scratch
Dub-C, in here, ha, in here, for shhhh
You know I'm trickin ma, in here, for shhhh
Ha, ha ha, uhh, uhh uhh
Everytime I'm up in they talkin face
Glorifyin our paper route, non-stop
You know, BEEYOTCH!
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