Lil B - 3rd World Hustla lyrics

(Intro) Ay man, I'mma' tell you why I'm thugged out Ay yeah I got a crime fetish, says f** these mutha'f**as (1st Verse) Never been a busta' I don't f** with them 'bustas That nine in ya' face p**y n***a I don't trust ya' This right to ya' melon like them boys in 7th Heaven I be gone in a second, gotta' load my Mac-11 Ridin' through the streets with them boys packin' heat n***as know it's Lil B, and they know I'm pretty creep Gotta' be wit' the sh**, cause I roll one deep b**h I'm MVP, cause I'm playin' for the Heat (Thugged out) Military soldier, comin' from the sea H20 all day, man I'm comin' for the tree/ 'N I might hit a 3, wit' a scope and the beam 4 wheel motion, the till stay open My house stay open, he stay co*kin' Make ya' head red like that boy Dennis Rodman He stay loaded, the beef got me focused Smack ya' on the street like them n***as out in Oakland I got phonk like - I'mma' tell you somthin' n***as A few s**as tried to check game - had to bust n***as Playin' wit' that ratchet, 'N I'm smokin' wit' that ratchet Talkin' 'bout the gun, 'N I ain't talkin' 'bout a bad b**h b**h paid me cause she say I do magic n***a play wit' me I had to burn em' like matches I do me, 'N I'm hustlin' no discussion Lotta' mutha'f**as did-died over nothin' (Bridge) *Coming Soon*