T-Dot - We Working lyrics

[Intro: Ca**idy] I go by the name of Ca**idy the hustler And I got my boy Chubby Swag Jag with me Larsiny family, and we always on our job man, we workin' [Hook: Ca**idy] I got my blunt up in my hand, guapo on my brain Couple ounces in the duffle, I got those for my gang Hear me we workin', workin', workin', workin' Real n***as, yup, we workin', workin', workin', workin' Hear me, hear me, hear me, I be on my good I know the hoods, and they know me I keep off man, boss man, Mr. J.O.B Hear me we workin', workin', workin', workin' Somebody let them know we workin', workin', workin', workin' Oh yeah we workin', workin', workin', workin' [Verse 1: Ca**idy] I'm quick to choke, I hit the smoke And cough like people that catch a cold I just left the stove, cooking rock It look like the snot in a messy nose We Eskimos, my chest is cold And my neck is cold cause my necklace froze Messy hoes, I can't mess with those If I mess with hoes, then they s**y hoes The bezzy glows, I'm making money Try to take it from me, that Dezzy blows You already know what my life like n***a Hey, you ready to go night night n***a Both my left and my right nice n***a I whip your a** like this fight night n***a I'm a boxer, that wear boxers But you on my co*k like them tight whites n***a You only trap on the mic type n***a Never sold that crack in real life type n***a I call the squad, they all arrive, and you horrified like this fright night n***a You ain't never been hard in your life type n***a You the type that like your clothes tight tight n***a I'm a type of n***a that's gonna ride I'm always working, I'm on my job I got to working, I'm doing my job How much is you buying boy You know how it work when you got that work that they be dying for I'll be in my back, I'll be spazzing, I'll be murking Every person I'll be rapping on the track with cause I'm working [Hook] [Verse 2: Chubby Jag] Look chumpy I'm for certain bout k**ing, bring the curtains out Funny how my reputation boosting, who they churpin' 'bout? We wavy home, we surfing out We broke then we lurking out Yeah that b**h that working bend, tell her it ain't working out Know we got that kush on deck, prices high I might go higher Can't deal with no snitch, I aim those clips, cause I don't like no wire All that grillin' just gonna get you wet, so please don't light no fire You ga**ing up, we masking up Jason F, Michael Meyers Grinding cause we broke, not cause want to, it's what we have to do All about a mill, swear I eat like I don't have to chew And I know all about head, I get a lot, I cracked a few Call me Daddy Bars, I'm on that sun sh**, that Macadoo Oh you said you broke, I just hope that you ain't lying ho We know all that moola ain't worth the price of you dying ho Understand our pain, yeah we from the slum we hurting Yeah we swertin', ain't no faking home my apron on we workin' [Hook]