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[Verse One - Max Minelli]
After ya lick come score somethin` from me then After ya score try and flip your money then Keep doin` that you`ll probably stack And after all the bullshit it`s probably Max What`s hap`nin thug, let your mind be free And go`ne and put it in the wind cause it`s fine with me You see that boy Young Minelli, I`m a G and a half I make ya girl bounce that `till I`m seein` her ass It`s a beautiful thing man, I just can`t trip I got nothin` but time, and plenty money to flip I`m just tryin` to win Tryin` not to sin Tryin` to stack, but it seems like I gots to spend Why you wanna see me broke tryin` not to bend I gotta break big bread with my momma and them Ya heard that? Trunk slappin` to the best of my sounds I hollin` at my nigga Foola and the rest of my round, rounds Ha? [Chorus - repeat 2X] Whashapnin` thug (for all my hustla, hustlas) Whashapnin` thug (we keep it gangsta, gangsta) Whashapnin` thug (Now go`ne holla at ya dog)(oh) Whashapnin` thug? [Verse Two - Max Minelli] From the big cities down to the small towns We ain`t never had so I come to tear it all down And I see, how they be lookin` when I swang Ain`t gone knock me off my hustle cause I`m still gone do my thang, mane Ready or not, I come to give you what you need Broads so jocked out, they get to hollin` "yes indeed" Face off to the "T-t" clappin` and the "B-Boom" bumpin` Fa real, `ll knock you clean up out ya seat How ya wanna get it? Straight, from the man, the one, the gutta, the great, the raw and the real Now go`ne tell me how you feel, fa real I`m so thowed it`s a damn shame Hit him up heavy, holla, and we can do the damn thang Now I`m sayin` Serious `bout stackin` my nachos Desperados Ridin` on some choppas and some hot Vogues Ya heard that? Trunk slappin` to the best of my sounds I got to holla at my G-Money and the rest of my round, rounds Ha? [Chorus] [Verse Three - C-Loc] Whoa now That`s what they tellin` me, but I keep my mug on The only label with ten felonies, that keep bubblin` on Steady duckin` first degrees in this place I call home Maintainin` focus on my G and ho shit, don`t steer me wrong Now when big daddy blaze the scene he leave his I.D. unknown Only hot girls and felons in the zone where I roam Enemies exterminated at the touch of a phone Like your `burban been invaded by a species unknown Now what what, playa what, it`s a bust back thang True love for blood familiar baby, not a thang change [Max Minelli] Ya heard that? Trunk slappin` to the best of my sounds I hollin` at my nigga Loc and the rest of my round, rounds Ha? [Chorus]
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