[Quik talking:] Yeah, ain't nothin' changed, y'all niggas still obvious.Yeah, it's for real though hmph. Rapping: Now we don't wanna talk about all the people I'm supportin' that's more important to a nigga than them diamonds you sportin' Ain't a sell-out or a bail-out although life is a bitch and I'm beginning to think that they don't wanna see Quik rich Cause I'm gon' gather up my homiez & put something in they bellies ride around the town bumpin' that CD from R.Kelly gettin' at them ghetto queens if you know what I mean 'cause it ain't nothin' like some lovin' dipped in afro sheen Break it down with two gates in that burgundy eight 'cause real riders don't three wheel they just drown on the skate Send a care package to my homiez up in Natches and shoot a kite 'bout how these suckas keep my Benz up in scratches It ain't no puzzle that's to be expected sometimes I think they only come around it just to see if I wrecked it I feel like hittin' the 101 leavin' town on a bike on my way up to the Bay to clear my mind cause it's like...
[Chorus (R.Kelly)] Everyday is a scuffle turnin' them corners to get my hustle Every single dollar is a struggle that's how it is comin' up in the ghetto (2x)
[Maus-Berg:] Now I don' been through it all pushin' work on the boulevard runnin' from the 5-0 in somebody else car Ghetto dreams so it seems to be easy think about my life & I get queasy Pumpin' the pimp knowin' it ain't helpin' me but the ghetto got me trapped thinkin' this is how it's s'posed to be a cold thang when you knowin' yo' gang ain't got yo' back but you still put yo' life on the line for no snaps.
[R.Kelly:] This ghetto world is one big battlefield that's why we get rich and move to them hills Everywhere we go the haters tag along but don't let that stop you get yo' hustle on...
