Intro:(Master P) Ha hah Master P Silkk in this bitch This is how we be doing in the hood like Gs(In the hood, nigga) The fiends be marchin through my hood (Hoorah, Hoorah) The fiends be marchin through my hood It's nineteen ninety scrilla bitch, I'm up to no good And we all gone break some bread (Ghetto Cheeze) By selling the motherfuckin lemonade Chorus:(Master P,Silkk Da Shocker) Everyday, all day hustlin to get paid Tryin to get some ghetto cheeze, Fuck makin minimum wage Everyday, all day hustlin to get paid Tryin to get some ghetto cheeze, Fuck makin minimum wage Verse 1: (Master P, Silkk Da Shocker) Change the date on your rolex if you a timer Versache and Louis, nigga that's my designer Stone age slangin, space age hustlin Sendin fiends to da moon, me and Silkk just ghetto hustlin Ya'll oughta know, ya'll must be off some dumb shit Cuz me and P run this, 12:00 count up hundreds In a clock crack house, nigga, back out the back route I stacks trip til I trip, pop the clip when I smash out Puttin in work for some pamper money Sellin fiends them gummies, mouths full of fifties and hundreds But ain't stoppin til I fall on my knees And be up the next day wit ghetto cheeze Servin fiends dem double-ups and bubble ups And meet me at the front of the block, nigga to get some bubble up Chorus: (Master P) Everyday, all day hustlin to get paid Tryin to get some ghetto cheeze, Fuck makin minimum wage Pullin all nighters, I got the day shift (Silkk) I got the night shift Everyday, all day hustlin to get paid Tryin to get some ghetto cheeze, Fuck makin minimum wage I got the day shift (Silkk) I got the night shift Verse 2: (Silkk Da Shocker) I flip D like a light switch Games short like a spike, bitch You ain't got my money I might go, Everybody go tonight bitch I gotta be cold like a snake cuz nigga these days I playa hate But I keeps that nine by my waistline Everybody quick to dump a million like pimp me from the bassline Fuck I ain't askin fo shit I'm gonna make mine, I gots to take mine And have OZs like the wizard Cut keys like some scissors Cold like a blizzard Slimy like a lizard Cause fuck it, Ima dump em And then I'm a stump ya Ya fucks around wit my money and now your runnin But I be dumpin, nigga, frontin fo my yayo For sale ?? time fo my ghetto cheeze Nigga, I'm bout my mail Chorus: (Master P) Everyday, all day hustlin to get paid Tryin to get some ghetto cheeze, Fuck makin minimum wage Everyday, all day hustlin to get paid Tryin to get some ghetto cheeze, Fuck makin minimum wage I got the day shift (Silkk) I got the night shift I got the day shift (Silkk) I got the night shift Verse 3: (Master P) Takin penitentary chances but fuck the warden "Nigga, yo son need a new pair of Jordans" You see the shit a hustler go through " Oh yeah, pick me up a DKNY purse boo" The ghetto pharmacist I'm on the grind Open like 7-11, 24-7 Times Makin Scrilla, Scratch, tack, and paper 36 OZs into 1 key fo paper "Would you kill for me" If that was my dope they took from you "Now would you steal for me" If a nigga try to steal from you I be bout whateva We be da Bonnie and Clyde done came up togetha You be draped in gold, I be ridin a Roles You be in a BMW, That's how we roll Side by side, Hoo-ride Down fo whateva, Did it from the south side Everyday, all day hustlin to get paid Tryin to get some ghetto cheeze, Fuck minimum wage Everyday, all day hustlin to get paid Tryin to get some ghetto cheeze, Fuck minimum wage I got the day shift (Silkk) I got the night shift I got the day shift (Silkk) I got the night shift Outro: (Master P) Ha hah, pullin all nighters nigga It ain't no motherfuckin limit to this hustlin we be doin Hu Nigga be hustlin 24-7, 365 in a motherfuckin year Ha Mothafuckers, Fiends They be doin shit like this The fiends be marchin through my hood (Hoorah, Hoorah) The fiends be marchin through my hood But niggas like me and Silkk up to no good Huh, Slangin stones to dem bitches Space age hustlin huhhuh The fiends be marchin through my hood (Hoorah, Hoorah) The fiends be marchin through my hood Huh I be makin this ghetto cheeze, huhhuhhuh Out of motherfuckin green wood Recognize, Playas fo life All about the cabbage and cornbread Turnin fifteens into a diz-olla That's ghetto cheeze nigga
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