Tru - Ghetto Cheese 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