Tru - Ghetto Cheeze lyrics

[Intro: Master P] Ha hah Master P Silkk in this b**h This is how we be doing in the hood like Gs(In the hood, n***a) The fiends be marchin through my hood (Hoorah, Hoorah) The fiends be marchin through my hood It's nineteen ninety scrilla b**h, I'm up to no good And we all gone break some bread (Ghetto Cheeze) By selling the motherf**in lemonade [Chorus: Master P,Silkk Da Shocker] Everyday, all day hustlin to get paid Tryin to get some ghetto cheeze, f** makin minimum wage Everyday, all day hustlin to get paid Tryin to get some ghetto cheeze, f** makin minimum wage [Verse 1: Master P, Silkk Da Shocker] Change the date on your rolex if you a timer Versache and Louis, n***a 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 sh** Cuz me and P run this, 12:00 count up hundreds In a clock crack house, n***a, 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, n***a to get some bubble up [Chorus: Master P] Everyday, all day hustlin to get paid Tryin to get some ghetto cheeze, f** 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, f** 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, b**h You ain't got my money I might go, Everybody go tonight b**h I gotta be cold like a snake cuz n***a these days I playa hate But I keeps that nine by my waistline Everybody quick to dump a million like pimp me from the ba**line f** I ain't askin fo sh** 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 f** it, Ima dump em And then I'm a stump ya Ya f**s around wit my money and now your runnin But I be dumpin, n***a, frontin fo my yayo For sale [??] time fo my ghetto cheeze n***a, I'm bout my mail [Chorus: Master P] Everyday, all day hustlin to get paid Tryin to get some ghetto cheeze, f** makin minimum wage Everyday, all day hustlin to get paid Tryin to get some ghetto cheeze, f** 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 f** the warden "n***a, yo son need a new pair of Jordans" You see the sh** 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 k** for me" If that was my dope they took from you "Now would you steal for me" If a n***a 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, f** minimum wage Everyday, all day hustlin to get paid Tryin to get some ghetto cheeze, f** 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 n***a It ain't no motherf**in limit to this hustlin we be doin Hu n***a be hustlin 24-7, 365 in a motherf**in year Ha Mothaf**ers, Fiends They be doin sh** like this The fiends be marchin through my hood (Hoorah, Hoorah) The fiends be marchin through my hood But n***as like me and Silkk up to no good Huh, Slangin stones to dem b**hes 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 motherf**in green wood Recognize, Playas fo life All about the cabbage and cornbread Turnin fifteens into a diz-olla That's ghetto cheeze n***a