Bucketheads

[Intro] All Money In, No Money Out South Central state of mind Twelve twenty-two o'nine Brand Hussle, it's a lifestyle Yuh, it's neighboorhod Nip Hussle Uh, yeah, Slauson, yeah, Slauson Hussle It's volume 3, Check it out It's Rallo on the track Fly Money Studios It's All Money In, No Money Out, neighborhood Nip Hussle Uh, look, look I be by myself gettin' this guape, my nigga, I'm focused I'm on a mission, you know? This dedicated to all you little buckethead bitches, little hoodrats Yuh, yuh, listen Look, look [Verse] You hoodrat bitches is weak to my niggas Run your mouths like beauticians about who I stick my dick in I hate hoes that be all up in my business They need to wash they ass and take they kids to the dentist Need to get some cash? Go find a job and stop livin' off the county I be countin' hundred thousands, I'm out in every city Big Willie bop, bottles, young Nipsey Top models fuck with me, I'm on I'm really in a different category than your boyfriend Baby daddy so [?] with your baby havin' ass Look, I get cash off this million dollar swag Laptop full of hits in this Louis duffle bag Black Dickies, black tint up on the Jag Drive slow, let my ex-hoes witness what they had And I'm at a level in my life where every move is out a plan Show these bitches I'm the man If real women, please believe and understand that I do got your respect if on your own two you stand Yeah but it's fuck you to you bucketheads Yeah but it's fuck you to you bucketheads [Outro] Hussle Bullets Ain't Got No Name volume 3 You know what it is man Ayy, dedicated to you little ratchets, man We see through all your little shit, man You know, y'all just like us Y'all just can't take it when you get played back You know, it's all hood though I respect game It's Hussle (It's Hussle, it's Hussle, it's Hussle) Yeah, you think it's a hole in your mouth You ever thought about that, like, girl why you think it's a hole in your mouth? Yuh, yuh, Hussle, Hussle Uh, I'm one of the flyest young niggas out here I did this myself, bitch You know, if I wasn't rappin', I'd probably be pimpin' I wasn't pimpin', I'd probably be trappin' or somethin', man I do it all Live up to the my last name, baby Nip Hussle I did it without you hoes So I take my pick Smoke some kush Hop in the studio rappin' about my life, man I love this shit, it's nothin', man I'm drinkin' Grey Goose Another day, another dollar Hussle music, all that, man, volume 3, nigga Yeah, uh, uh Ayy, and my album the shit, man, that's on my mama My album hard as fuck I'm tryna push the date up and drop that shit right now, man Come with album 2 I do this shit, man, y'all need to get used to me, man It's Hussle, yeah I'm not even really tryin' that hard Let me get off probation Let me get my studio back setup Let me get this money all the way right Man, you niggas gon' be in trouble Uh, uh You bitches already in trouble, man It's not where I'm at, it's where I'm goin' Y'all know what it is, neighborhood Nip Hussle music Nigga, volume 3 Yeah, yeah Oh yeah, Rallo on the track too Uh, Hussle is my last name Yeah, Hussle is my last name Yeah, Hussle is my last name Uh