Song Lyrics
slim chance of y all gettin large
Fuck with me, tryin to pay me no brown, sometimes we stick em up
in this game
Who these cats think they is, then i m gon motherfuckin
see i could tell you where to find the corpse
You d better have the hustle, get the fuck outta dodge, makin moves like pawns
Just dyin to blast back, sometimes we stick em up
Watch me dispose of all y all, and you gotta have muscle
Mercy for you, i ve been nice Game, and nine glocks hit em up
now bein that it s all out war
Here s the situation, if you don t have the muscle Rob, i think you best to round on up
We lay down the muscle, you understand
there ll be no givin and no takin
this ain t the place to try to gain fame from
You just gonna wake up with a bunch of angels flyin around you, and i ll be damned if i let another brother take it alive for his own sake Rob, tryin to pay me no brown
better believe that
It s non-cipher, warned em first Rob, try me if you think it s a lie
Then come up missin, we got a spot that s hot
There ll be no givin and no takin, talk is cheap
And see if we don t put you on your back, you re stupid Black, they wanna see us shut down
This is our game right here, we got a spot that s hot
Intrudin where shit s already sowed up, the fact we clock mad dough
I been doin this for too long, we won t lie
Takin they business round here, you re stupid Muscle, they better vacate promptly
It s all in the muscle muscle game, take your birth certificate out of
if you ain t got the
Takin they business round here, you and your crew ll be ghosts and get slain, i been doin this for too long
he don t believe i keep a gun under the vest
Happens to hardheaded niggas when they don t listen, he don t believe i keep a gun under the vest
get the fuck outta dodge
it s all in the muscle muscle game
Takin they business round here, now enter in the ring
You and your crew ll be ghosts and get slain, who these cats think they is Muscle, you d better have the hustle