All da Hustlers (Explicit)

All da Hustlers (Explicit) - Slimm Calhoun

To all the hustlers that be movin the sacks

To 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)

To all the hustlers that be movin the sacks

To 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)

Close the blinds

Grab the scales and check the weight

Man we d**e like duct tape

Coc*ine straight

We ain't scared to ride dirty

We got product to sell

And we known to take chances

Put you under the jail

See my cousin taught cats how to run traps

And was the first to set em off

With them ready sacks

So we gon' keep collectin loot

From the hot spots

So I can cop my pops

A masterpiece Rolex watch

Uh Big Cuz gon' keep it real as I can

I never killed a man

But tortured niggas a**

So that they understand

I run up in yo house to smack your b**ch

Like "Hush up before I bust yo a**

Show me the sh*t"

I ain't in this muthaf**ka to play

I came to get the lley

So goddammit make my day

I'm a Southeast gorilla

Up strap you bust a ni**a

If not you'se a busta ni**a

Be a gangsta

To all the hustlers that be movin the sacks

To 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)

To all the hustlers that be movin the sacks

To 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)

We Martell-dwellin sellin out the backdo'

Can't let my mama know

But in the hood yo it bees like that

Havin visions of a fat-a** crib

A Benz and 2 chrome gats

These niggas bust back

There's some rules on

These streets that we go by

You don't get high off your own supply

When you catch that traitor look

That hater dead in his eye

Kiss his a** bye-bye before you let one fly

To all the hustlers

D-boys come out and play

Who got the w**d now who got the lley

A-ha d-boys come out and play

Who got the work and who got the pay

Location unknown still

In the woods with the goods

Playmaker Mister Bill Changer

Work Slanger

Pressure Point Pusher

One on the block one looker

A half in the cooker

Two crabs and we shook em

We cap all work and snatch all skirts

You can get jaw-jabbed

And jerked for your jewels

Weight on the tool

We break and take rooks to school

It's gon' be hell

When the Calhouns come through

Now I'm next to the oldest cousin

Who showed out on Thanksgiving

And didn't like what my daddy bought me

And got a whipping on Christmas

Cause I'm welfare-instated late rent-related

We from government homes apartment-educated

Man you can catch me

At the Embassy Suites or Marriot Fairfield

Cause real cool cool cuttas keep a hotel bill

I roll with 10 girls called

10 deep who know what up

That if you leave with a cutta

Then you wann' get cut

To all the hustlers that be movin the sacks

To 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)

To all the hustlers that be movin the sacks

To 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)

To all the hustlers that be movin the sacks

To 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)

To all the hustlers that be movin the sacks

To 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)