[Mr. Cheeks]   Yeah Mr. Cheeks, M.O.P, Big Fame and Billy mother fucking Danze   Let's give these bitch niggaz one more chance   Throw them shits up (Throw'em up)   Regulate the real (Regulate)   Ayo we basically know how us fuckers feel (Feel that)   How we running niggaz      Ayo they gave me mad problems you wont amount to nothing   Well look at me now I did amount to something   The rap name in vain just like a four four   No matter were us niggaz rock we watch out for popo   Still up in the struggle I see nothing changes   These niggaz peep the way we roll so we holding bangers   Sport the jewelry cars and the shelto   Gamble for car money drink let the L blows   High school drop out got my G.E.D. though   Don't speak about what I got the d-low   Yo I know nothing but the hot shit creating   Up on the road trips and hot shit we scatting   From the slums stepping representing the jump off (jump off)   What we bump hard what you niggaz bump soft   Lived in Red Hook my pops name is Rudy Chattman   My good times always started with whats happening      (Chorus)   Just call me a hustle   Grinding pies writing rhyme 9 to 5   Pimping chicks doing sticks just getting rich takes muscle   Saga of a every day struggle   Bottom line dolla signs we aint got a dime we gotta hustle   Clip feeling strip stealing sick villain   Let of a lot of wip pealing gangsta type scuffle   Payback could mean is time to layback and bubble   But other times payback is trouble   Just call me a hustle      [Billy Danze]   Lets give it up for the rusty 32's   And the day before Lymer   For the cold old gold and the loks marijuana   When the G's stood firm   Perfecting their concerns   And a nickel spot with a single shot ready to burn   Now shame on me it was cloudy I was blind   I was thinking that this young coward nigga had a slime   Your not LB your not M.O.P   I brought tripping from my whole different angle to spot me   [Lil Fame]   I was blessed with a cursed   (Curse a blessing within this curse)   When curse became innershment encouragement   I'm immune to the pain now I'm loving it   I'm encourage to fakes the pain and   Everything else I consider is punishment   (Take it one day at a crime)   Sometimes I stare into the mirror   Asking my self we it all went wrong   Back on the grind bomb stash heat in my palm   Is a cold world my nigga so bundle and warm      (Chorus)      [Mr. Cheeks]   Ayo listen my daughter is getting older   I love to kiss'em hold'em   Daddys always gonna be there for you I told'em   The world is getting colder   But imma keep'em warm   Yall niggaz wanna get it on I bring a deeper storm   Watch you niggaz like a job if I got to   Fuck scrapping you gonna feel when I spot you   I grew up in this raised around the hard times   Did the thing hustle in boulevard dimes   The red tops yellow tops and the blue ones   Powerful always came through with some new one   I peep them niggaz that was down but turn fuckiness   Ever since Tah pass   Yeah imma represent LB to the death of it   Even though you left kid I'm still gonna rep this shit   Track attacking bitch nigga smacking   Every time I think I'm out these niggaz pull me back in      (Chorus) 2x's