Earthtone III - All Da Hustlers lyrics

[ Hook 2X ] 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 n***as choppin it up in the traps) [ VERSE 1: Pauly Calhoun ] Close the blinds, grab the scales and check the weight Man, we dope like duct tape, c**aine 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 [ VERSE 2: Big Cuz Calhoun a/k/a K.B. ] Uh, Big Cuz gon' keep it real as I can I never k**ed a man but tortured n***as a** so that they understand I run up in yo house to smack your b**h Like, "Hush up, before I bust yo a**, show me the sh**" I ain't in this muthaf**a to play I came to get the lley So goddammit, make my day I'm a Southeast gorilla Up strap you bust a n***a If not, you'se a busta n***a Be a gangsta [ Hook 2X ] [ VERSE 3: Lucky Calhoun ] 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 n***as 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.. [ VERSE 4: Slimm Calhoun a/k/a Briand Calhoun ] D-boys come out and play Who got the weed 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 j**els Weight on the tool, we break and take rooks to school It's gon' be hell when the Calhouns come through [ VERSE 5: Freddy Calhoun a/k/a Cool Breeze ] 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 Emba**y 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 [ Hook 2X ]