What Cha Think Lyrics

No matter what you do boy

You gotta stay true

Yeah I like to hustle homie

Idk about you

Gotta watch how you Move in these streets

Fuck these fakes

They just wanna see ya down

Not at ya peak

Now What cha think

No matter what you do boy

You gotta stay true

Yeah I like to hustle homie

Idk about you

Gotta watch how you Move in these streets

Fuck these fakes

They just wanna see ya down

Not at ya peak

Now What cha think

Chasing loot for relief

I'm just cruzin up the street

Bitch I'm Posted in the G

With my real ones round me

Puffin buddah blunts

Getting real high in the sky

Easing all the damn thoughts

On my mothafuckin mind

Yeah I'm one of G-town's finest

Spittas when I'm on the micc

Yeah I'm bout to spazz off in this bitch

I just might

In a benz scheming on a play

Ridin on my lonley

Music turnt up while I'm smokin on this og

Young boss takin flight

Early mornings late nights

Plottin on a way bro

Allow yourself to grow

Don't get stucc up in them ways yo

I'm just speakin facts

Plug toss me some packs

And we gone run that shit right back

Turn a pacc into stacc

Az where dem trappas at

Little mama pretty bad

Told her go an shake that ass

For a playa like me

Exotic tree rolled up

Little henny in my cup

In the studio turnt up

No matter what you do boy

You gotta stay true

Yeah I like to hustle homie

Idk about you

Gotta watch how you Move in these streets

Fuck these fakes

They just wanna see ya down

Not at ya peak

Now What cha think

No matter what you do boy

You gotta stay true

Yeah I like to hustle homie

Idk about you

Gotta watch how you Move in these streets

Fuck these fakes

They just wanna see ya down

Not at ya peak

Now What cha think