Keep Hustlin' (feat. E-40 & Too $hort) - WC

Earl. whassup mayne? It's yo' potnah Short Dawg You know we come a long way baby +From the Ground Up+ Oh they love the way us players ball No doubt, that's how we do this It's all about you mayne It's yo' life, let 'em know somethin I come from where they pop they collars And couldn't be saved by Creflo Dollar Cause I'll probably never ever see the pearly gates At the rate I'm goin now, it'll be too late Take life taste it, get on and smell it You know what Charlie is? Well it's sucker repellant I spray myself with it every morning, you dig? I spray myself right before I leave the crib Hot ones echo through the ghetto, bullets ricochet I'm bendin corners in my Cadillac Escalade It's summertime and I'm scorchin, f**k a bulletproof I'm hella keyed and I'm perkin off that num-num juice I'm in the traffic with my music on STORM Got a ticket just for blowin my, HORN (ba-baaa, ba-ba-ba-baa-baaaa) The real, pinkie ring, princess cut Carats on, around my neck Lookin like some clones, be at yo' best We don't play checkers no more, we play chess One trey tri trey double (??) H-I-double-L sideshow All about my fetti-oh One-time want to see me fold It's ob-vious I'm humungous Acres cars and businesses All about my fetti-oh Bank account got to be tall Diamonds on my wrists and shit Tycoon stickin to the script, BEOTCH! {Sung} Earl, that's yo' life Ooohhhhh Earl, that's yo' life Earl, that's yo' life Ooohhhhh Earl, that's yo' liii-iiii-iiii-iiii-iife Straight up out the game The realest nigga you done talked to all day It's the dry season, outsmart the po'-po's Cookin birdies in the kitchen, with C-Bo From livin nappy, e'rybody know me Used to sell taffy, white girl nasal candy Hoes'll dress tacky, just so I can bank they dome Bank 'em make them think I'm broke, Use the dope game as a steppin stone (??) (??) next steal walkie talkies I'm the one that really-natin them faulty chips I got the gift of gab, I'm off the choo choo track I want the fetti, f**k the fame, y'all can HAVE THAT One-time want to see me fold It's ob-vious I'm humungous [$hort] That's right Acres cars and businesses [$hort] You can't stop the tycoon All about my fetti-oh Bank account got to be tall Diamonds on my wrists and shit [$hort] You can't stop E-Feezy, BEYATCH The street life, +Ballin Outta Control+ My +Million Dollar Spot+, way too cold So many +Record Haters+, my +Back Against the Wall+ When I was growin up I seen a lot of +Rappers Ball+ Bring the yellow tape, +It's On, On Sight+ You wanna squash the funk? Shoot me a peace kite Where the party at? Who got that Carlos Rossi? Who in my +Drinkin Club+? I'm bout to mob somebody I'm fee-ed-exin, (??) have me do a (??) wait From sardines and SPAM to Terriaki steaks I looked the game in the eye, the game looked at me back Told me to sell my triple beam, and start rap One-time want to see me fold It's ob-vious I'm humungous Acres cars and businesses All about my fetti-oh Bank account got to be tall Diamonds on my wrists and shit Tycoon stickin to the script, BEOTCH! You know what I said What'd you say pimpin? Short Dawg Short Deezy Oh I ride with my potnah Nigga I ride with you too pimpin Bumpin them woofers like this Boom boom Boom BOOM!!! Can't smell this funk, we been doin this Been doin it You know I love these new niggaz man I love when they get on that paper chase Right, right, right right right right right. So far, they can't do this Can't do this Not like this Uh-huh, nah We talkin limousines and mansions Limousines, mansions Got to keep these hoes dancin Got to keep 'em dancin, dirty dancin Bitches love us They love us. what they do? They love us That's right pimpin

Estoy entre la espada y la pared En este juego con dos corazones me envolví Y no se que hacer Amo a dos personas a la vez Un solo camino y no se qué hacer Una da cariño como una bebé La otra una aventura y me hace enloquecer Amo a dos personas a la vez Un solo camino y no se qué hacer Una da cariño como una bebé La otra una aventura y me hace enloquecer Con las dos yo quiero estar A las dos yo le quiero dar Un ramo de flores una caja de condones Las dos diferentes pero quiero igual Una es diabla la otra santa Me encanta cuando mi mamá Se pone loquita de placer me grita Me dice negrito en la boquita Yo le voy a dar dar Pidemelo q hay mas mas Yo no le voy a parar Aunque yo quiera acabar Encima de mi dale trepate asi Dale muevelo así que es todito pa ti Cuando te vengas mami| no te pongas los pantis Me encanta como tu lo mueve Con una lo hacemos en moteles La otra en casa me meto en su cama Si luz, apaga, pa que nadie sospeche Calladita mami Que nos van a descubrir No te me pongas asi No me puedo resistir Y como decidirme si las dos son real Una sabe a dulce la otra sabe a sal Si una me falta yo me siento muy mal Pero que vamos hacer la amo a las dos y la pasamos genial Amo a dos personas a la vez Un solo camino y no se qué hacer Una da cariño como una bebé La otra una aventura y me hace enloquecer Amo a dos personas a la vez Un solo camino y no se qué hacer Una da cariño como una bebé La otra una aventura y me hace enloquecer Las dos me conoces saben como es que yo soy Puesto pa las dos las amo a las dos Donde quiera que me llamen voy Así soy yo Con una se pasa bien tierno Convertimos el verano en invierno Me dice contigo yo aprendo Porque amo a otra yo no entiendo Si contigo la paso cool Cuando la otra hace debut Yo siento que toco el infierno Como decidirme si las dos son real Una sabe a dulce la otra sabe a sal Si una me falta yo me siento muy mal Pero que vamos hacer la amo a las dos y la pasamos genial Amo a dos personas a la vez Un solo camino y no se qué hacer Una da cariño como una bebé La otra una aventura y me hace enloquecer Amo a dos personas a la vez Un solo camino y no se qué hacer Una da cariño como una bebé La otra una aventura y me hace enloquecer

Bellin Strolling with a limp Sagging hard Mainly done by L.A street niggas Bellin Is not just a casual stroll But a way of life A movement First you take the rag Crease it Place it in your back pocket And bell But remember For all you square ass niggas Rips to the left Doggs to the right Not for niggas in tight ass jeans and penny loafers But highly recommended for nigaas sporting Khakis, house shoes and locs Oh my God Yeah, we back motherfucker WC niia, niia, BAAM BAAM! Keep it crackin I'm sick of all this bullshit yacking Ya'll done fucked around And got the Dub reacting Lo-lows, broughams House shoes, or roams Once again its on nigga It's time to G on When it comes to gangsta shit Can't too many fuck with me Hang with me Or ride to the highest level of ridetivity One to the neck Two to the neck I'm sticking them Leaving them scarred Bitch niggas get rode of they yard Hard Get off that shit You lost that shit See how many streets While you talk that shit Fuck who Billboard hanging And who take you banging and slanging I'm the hardest nigga in this game Famin The only one remaining It's time for confrontation The only one that's gonna swing them thangs Swinging with the Titanium flaming With the gun safety on F'n Fuck the whole world loc I'm bellin Yeah I got the remedy To make you wanna come and ride with me You know I keeps it crackin cause it's a must Cause this the way we bell from dawn to dusk I'm a keep banging that gangsta ish And none of ya'll niggas can fuck with it You know I keeps it crackin cause it's a must Cause this the way we bell form dawn to dusk Sick as they come Sick as thay come WC got that bomb shit That'll numb your tongue Fucking it up In my dum-da-da-dumbs Not a Dump-da-da-dumb Off that wet one Chucking up the finger and thumb Scrap it Clack-clack it And toss the liquor Clip the barrel And hang out the window And get off on niggas Snatch niggas, clap triggers Leave on the back of the grass niggas Fuck all you rapping ass niggas I'm a thank em' Let my nuts hang And dick dangle Come in with the shit that will make you break them ankles Cause I'm an all-season nigga Leave yah leaking nigga Thirsty gutter nigga Use a first... nigga Disappear nigga We gonna be here Been shifting gears And doing this shit for years Off the liquor though Really though Fuck a video I'm getting in these hoes Nigga fuck what you yellin I'm Bellin If you see me saggin Don't say nothing It's just the way we bell When you see these Chucks You know I don't give a fuck It's just the way we bell Roll them in Wrote this song again Pull them out and let them glide Hang them high Put them hankies in the sky Out of town niggas what you need Hit me Get with me Get tuned in to the realist nigga in this city And if you came to LA You never reached out and touched us Trust us Then you must have been fucking with bustas Hell yeah, I said it I'm a hog in this shit Cause my before me was none of this walking shit Keep it real When I was skipping on Benzos and Navies Ya'll was in tight ass pants with murphys in your khakis Ducking Now all of a sudden Niggas start super crippin So nigga taste these slugs Tuckin Nigga tuck in your chain and your tail in And shut the fuck up and make way for these fellas Nigga, I'm bellin