Lyrics:

[Intro]
B. Gizzle (Gizzle)
Chopper City (Chop chop)
Lets Go (lets go)

[Verse 1]
If nigga know me, nigga know I keep it all the way street
Im thugged all the way out
And Im bout whatever you bout
I keep it all the way real
Tell it just how it is
You dont like it thats ya problem, Imma speak what I feel
Im on the block when its hot, Im on the block when its cold
On the block when its bumpin, Im on the block when its slow
Bout that money my nigga, I be chasin it heavy
You want beef, tell me when, Imma be there when you ready
You aint got nothin to tell me (uhh uhh), really dont wann be bothered
(uhh uhh)
You a fake ass nigga, we got nothin in common
When I say Im a hundred nigga Im every percent
Either I fuck wit you or not, I aint gon strattle the fence
Nigga cuff yo bitch, I got some good ass dick
Best keep her from round me, I fuck her and her friend (believe it)
If I touch her you through (through), my nigga ya done (done)
every time you try to fuck she aint gon want none

[Chorus]
Im a Fool With It (Fool With It)
Im a Fool With It (Fool With It)
Girl gimme dat pussy, I know what to do wit it (do wit it)
Man Im a hustla (hustla), I keep it gutta maine (gutta maine)
Give me a week, I been done ran through a hunned thangs (a, a hunned thangs)
Man Im a Fool With It (Fool With It)
Im a Fool With It (Fool With It)
Girl gimme dat pussy, I know what to do wit it (do wit it)
Man Im a hustla (hustla), I keep it gutta maine (gutta maine)
Give me a week, I been done ran through a hunned thangs (a hunned thangs)

[Verse 2]
When Im talkin its real, When Im talkin ya listen (listen)
You wann define hot boy, Im ya best definition
Im a all-around hustla (hustla), that there mean whateva
I could get it, weight it, cook it, move it, believe what I tell ya
Thats why street niggaz dap me (dap me), my hoes wann hug me (hug me)
My mexican plug love me cause we all get money
I be holdin it down, been around for a minute
I got nine or ten albums, and I aint nowhere near finished
I feel Im just gettin started, got a long way to go
I wanted Bush to go, itll be a long four more
Unless he pass a bill, to legalize this pimpin
Or let that dope come through without the feds interferrin
Man the law be trippin, always makin it hot (hot)
On my block, its the criminals versus the cops
So nigga tell me whats up, let me know what it be
If you a busta ass nigga then you aint like me cause Imma

[Talking]
Imma hustla
If you want work come see me
Yo man aint treatin you right come see me

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

If you want it, I got it
If I aint got it I can get it (get it)
When you get it and serve it to the fiends they gon feel it (feel it)
I dont be a dawg nigga, I dont stomp on it (on it)
I give it to ya raw and let you put cut on it
I travel with my hustlas down south to up north (north)
I dont post up long thats how niggaz get caught (caught)
I dont post up long thats how get draw attention
And if I get popped again, Im headed to penitentiary
So I stick and move, hit and miss, handle business, get in the wind
Gimme a week, I sell it all, Im right at my connect again
Nigga know my status, I be thuggin for real
I dont depend on rap, I be hustlin for real

[Chorus]