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[ CHORUS 2X ]To all the hustlers that be movin the sacksTo all the gangstas (let me hear you bust your gats)Let me hear you bust your gats(This is for my niggas choppin it up in the traps)[ VERSE 1: Pauly Calhoun ]Close the blinds, grab the scales and check the weightMan, we dope like duct tape, cocaine straightWe ain't scared to ride dirty, we got product to sellAnd we known to take chances, put you under the jailSee, my cousin taught cats how to run trapsAnd was the first to set em off with them ready sacksSo we gon' keep collectin loot from the hot spotsSo I can cop my pops a masterpiece Rolex watch[ VERSE 2: Big Cuz Calhoun a/k/a K.B. ]Uh, Big Cuz gon' keep it real as I canI never killed a man but tortured niggas ass so that they understandI run up in yo house to smack your bitchLike, "Hush up, before I bust yo ass, show me the shit"I ain't in this muthafucka to playI came to get the lleySo goddammit, make my dayI'm a Southeast gorillaUp strap you bust a niggaIf not, you'se a busta niggaBe a gangsta[ CHORUS 2X ][ VERSE 3: Lucky Calhoun ]We Martell-dwellin, sellin out the backdo'Can't let my mama knowBut in the hood, yo, it bees like thatHavin visions of a fat-ass crib, a Benz and 2 chrome gatsThese niggas bust backThere's some rules on these streets that we go byYou don't get high off your own supplyWhen you catch that traitor look that hater dead in his eyeKiss his ass bye-bye before you let one flyTo all the hustlers..[ VERSE 4: Slimm Calhoun a/k/a Briand Calhoun ]D-boys come out and playWho got the weed now, who got the lley?A-ha, d-boys come out and playWho got the work and who got the pay?Location unknown, still in the woods with the goodsPlaymaker, Mister Bill Changer, Work SlangerPressure Point Pusher, one on the block, one lookerA half in the cooker, two crabs and we shook emWe cap all work and snatch all skirtsYou can get jaw-jabbed and jerked for your jewelsWeight on the tool, we break and take rooks to schoolIt's gon' be hell when the Calhouns come through[ VERSE 5: Freddy Calhoun a/k/a Cool Breeze ]Now I'm next to the oldest cousin who showed out on ThanksgivingAnd didn't like what my daddy bought me and got a whipping on ChristmasCause I'm welfare-instated, late rent-relatedWe from government homes, apartment-educatedMan, you can catch me at the Embassy Suites or Marriot FairfieldCause real cool, cool cuttas keep a hotel billI roll with 10 girls called 10 deep who know what upThat if you leave with a cutta, then you wann' get cut[ CHORUS 2X ]more free lyrics