Plus ya ol' lady keep callin me baby/ The bitch is a Buick but she call herself Mercedes
Hustlematic
While you was workin on ya delts tryna pump ya pecs/ I was out on my grind down to dump the tec/Hustlematic
This is more than rap music I'm a fuckin mogul/so you bet not in ya life ever call me local/ Hustlematic
I'm from Northern Cali, Valley of the Kings/ I wear my crown dont give a fuck about a ring/Plus ma niggas dont give a fuck about a thing/ they'll cut ya breasts, legs, and thighs, and leave wings/ (what that mean) you chickens dont want no beef/ all that shit you was talkin you dont want no teeth/Hustlematic
Watch me dump what I got left, promptly reload/ so hot out the barrel like clap in ya peehole/Hustlematic
While you punk rappers tryna find a whore to marry/ who end up in the club findin bones to bury/ and it prolly be mine that she find tonight/ she cant rap for shit but she'll be rockin the mic/ poppin it right/ soon I'll be sockin it right/ then I'll send her home to ya/hate gone run thru ya/ but fucka I'll do ya in/ with the 3.5.7 and I aint puttin 2 on the 10/ put 4 in ya car do, 8 in ya friend to let you know I'm not the 1 I recommend/ that you go home and check ya wife/ let her know that you aint takin her shit, this cant be life/ gotta stick to ya guns boi you cant be nice/ and if she get outta line shoot her in the face twice/ Hustlematic
You cant blame me boi it's not my fault/cause you burgundy down while you tryna crip walk/
All quotes from Hustlematic Is The Illest Mixtape Vol. One. In the Streets Now!!!