DO NOT EDIT SCRIBING THANKS[Intro]Hol' up, hol' upYeah, yeahWoah, woahHol' up, hol' upYeah, yeahWoah, woahKeep off the [?]Covered in gold [?]Blowin' a check, yeahBad bitches on deck (bitches on deck)All the way, all the way live, yeahAll the way, all the way live, yeahAll the way, all the way (all the way)All the way, all the way live, yeah[?], yeahWouldn't let no [?]We in the cityHomie we littyHundred thou' new [?]All the way, all the way live, yeahAll the way, all the way live, yeahAll the way, all the way (all the way)All the way, all the way live, yeahRan rap a lot of SummersBoy I trap a lot of numbersHad to school a lot of young onesBoy I raised a lot of hustlersIn the ghetto where they cut throatDust smoke turn to gun smokeSlide by in that wide bodyShit look like a tug rope
