Hustling til I die  Drink the bar dry  There go that man again  Right back in the public eye  Drunk like Mel Gibson  Get high, got a ton of DUI’s  Cognac sipping, XO, me & my guys  Born in colossal  Living our lives  Trying to get this bobble head bobbin  So she can follow me to my ride  So I can make a dentist & convince her to open wide  Kick her out when I’m finished  Take my baller ass back inside  Drug terminology  Corner talk that’s all I know  California mentality  Ask about me pimp I go  You can check my track record  I don’t like to feud  But if I must  I’ll have your head severed  Blacks live in traps, zones & projects  Corner boy greeting crack in the apartment complex  World wide outside of the Bay they give me my stacks  Do business with head execs & corporate execs    CHORUS  He ain’t going nowhere  The boy too nice  He done it again & got rich twice  Keep a thump on top  We ain’t broke  We papered up  (2x’s)    E40    Cut him off like an umbilical cord  Turn off his lights  We need to silence that brother  He voice to strong on the mike  I make it look easy  But it’s not  I’m just doing Feazy  Why should I stop now pimp  The game need me  Be a real one pimp  Go get it & do what he used to  Trying to get this music scrapping  Move it, push it & groove it  Louis luggage, rugging & rushing my intellect  Got suckas hollering & screaming my hood set  Designer socks on my Chevy box shaking the car  You need my ______ to heavy  I can’t stop  Gaming plot  All my dudes on the grave clock  I hope a die a rock  And my funeral on my block    (The streets they don’t play fair)  (The mayor, he really don’t care)    Momma worked 3 jobs  Trying to keep a roof on hour heads  Bologna sandwiches, pulled the mold off the bread    CHORUS    Gotta a lil’ thump  We got what you need  We got what you need  If you want it  Got to cop it from me  ____ you can see that it’s real  Everywhere we go  We burn down the hills    E40    Automatics & semi’s  High performance & hemi’s  In the thick of the soil  We think Buicks is Bentley’s  Coffee pots boil, burn, simmer & stew  I’m off of this oil yall  I hope you is too  Out of the _____ you need a crew  Showing our underwear  That’s what we do  Turf dropping & stacking & money macking  Surfing, earthquake slapping & trunk rattling    CHORUS    Gotta a lil’ thump  We got what you need  We got what you need  If you want it  Got to cop it from me  ____ you can see that it’s real  Everywhere we go  We burn down the hills    Got rich twice (4x’s)    E40    Nigga I done it again (4x’s)    Email this    these lyrics are submitted by Ash'Ley Ellis