featuring E-40, Too $hort

[WC] Ooh-OOOOOHHHHHH!

[E-40] BEYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTCH! Huh-ha, hah!

[WC] Dub Cya, nya!

[E-40] Uhhhh, hah!

[WC] Fonzarelli, what's crackin loc?

[E-40] Whassupish weebelations?

[WC] $hort Dawg, we all hogs

[TS] Ain't nuttin nigga, it's that pimp shit bwoy

[E-40] We doin our thingamajig up in this BEYOTCH!

Verse One: WC

Thinkin of a master plan

Cause ain't naytin but crumbs inside my hand

So I, hit the stick, leaves my residence

Thinkin, "How can I get paid for spinnin this gangsta shit?"

A three-strike victim, with a million dollar dream

of swervin 740 Beem's and count G's from money machines

My click trump tight, nigga we roll like dice

For the ten china whites seekin hustler paradise

Where you from, what's your name, motherfucker what you sayin?

Dub C still claimin that Maad Circle gang and

smokin dank and drankin, jaw breakin runnin the pavement

Top rankin CD slanger, ghetto Hall of Famer

International resider worldwider packin heat

Mashin for the cheddar with No Limit's like Master P

Found my glitch in this rap game, now I'm steady bustin

Dub C, hoo-ridin for the chip but still hustlin

Chorus: *unknown singers*

Keep hustlin -- cause I'm all about mine, yeah yeah

Keep on hustlin... droppin keys funk stackin weed shiftin

Keep hustlin -- true players play it all night long

Keep on hustlin... on and on

Verse Two: E-40

Check it out; Dub C ?the below? system

got ya ninjas dang near ready to put hands on ?PGA any man?

Bout to bomb on this bitch-ass for turnin off my lights and gas, low on cash

Bad enough I gotta go next door to take a bath