Překlad: Pan Serv-On. Hustlin ".
Mystikal) [Master P] "nigga" "nigga if you buyin' 10 birds" "and Mystikal buyin' 10 birds" "and I go in 10 a bird nigga we got 30 birds" [Mr.Serv-On
me gang We runnin' with no hoes and the bigger Bone That's known for gettin' his swerve on and kickin' it on the stage Off in the rag, gettin' my serve on
[VERSE 1 (Twista)] I wish the way I was living could stop, serving rocks, Knowing the cops is hot when I'm on the block, And I Wish my brother woulda
I wish the way I was living could stop, serving rocks Knowing the cops is hot when I'm on the block and I Wish my brother woulda made bail So I won't
in the Twin Towers And everybody lost period all we got is hope I wish the way I was living could stop, serving rocks Knowing the cops is hot when I?m on
And all my soldiers, fall out, gangstas, mob up All the homeys on the block Anny up on the fin and let's go get us a sack Serve too, we got a custom 'Lac, hustlin
eerie gang eerrie pimp and gangsta! [Chorus - Mr. G'stacka] Now it's the pimp and the gangsta, stackin cheese And we ain't rollin unless we sittin on
hustlin' and yea, round the Cadillacs The alibam's a must (Uh-huh, yea yea) Crimey and grimey weed smuckers (Uh-huh, yea yea) Money and weed, you know my mind see on
me Mr. Abel, my brother, Mr. Kane Stay TRU to the game, bitch pray when the bullets rain, fuck the fame Come on [Chorus x3] [Abel talking] Mr. Abel
eye balls bleed While my life is corrupted By lust and greed Serve you anything from cocaine Up to speed, I came with the drank So here's five on the
served that nigga a sac and told me that he had 3 mo' niggas posted out back bring this on 'cause right by the back door is my 'causein tone and mr.
[Shyheim] The precinct is crooked, my man got grabbed up Had cracks on him worth about a bullet They just took it, asked him questions like, "Where's
ta have since birth But the breaks on the bricks get worse so it's jail first And that's all they offer us, ain't that right Mr. Officer? The chain remains
they cracked down on that dope slingin, I'm broke And I used to get money from slingin the crack But since they cracked down on that crack slingin, I'
me Mr. Abel, my brother, Mr. Kane Stay TRU to the game, bitch pray when the bullets rain, fuck the fame Come on Chorus x3 (Abel talking) Mr. Abel,
