Lyrics Put' Em Up - Hush

Ey what's hop in mothafucka, sweat trippin, kali hot, like block's set trippin.
I'm about to get money out of this CD sells so i rob you blind before you see me fail.
See my piki see my thumb, see this pistol inside my pom.
See those hand's up inside my club, I see that ass shake I gotta slide up.
Girl you wanna dance?
Just show the thung (?) and your prouda pants cuz tonight's on.
Where I'm from we get middi like wing rings and a hommie speak beam(?) like Rick James. (Tell' em) me on a mic I spray flows for all that pay souls --------.
Hommie you say no I say that's --- no, ask you how me goes, ---- cuz they know.
All of my gangster, all of my hussles, all of my players, all of my ballers, all of this bitches if you're in club in when we outdoggin put' em up.
All of my gangster, all of my hussles, all of my players, all of my ballers, all of this bitches if you're in club in when we outdoggin put' em up.
Second verse.
You know how we do at 2 o'clock when all the music in his stops.
And you hear the bounce shout that you and your crew must get out.
Let me hallow a girlfriend and ask a bartender can I borrow a pen.
Everybody's all gone ------ still wallin, better take the party at home.
Ye, all the wall packed up in this bitch now, security is bad, better shut this shit down, take it outfront to police showed up, so what?
They know we still don't give a fuck.
All of my gangster, all of my hussles, all of my players, all of my ballers, all of this bitches if you're in club in when we outdoggin put' em up.
All of my gangster, all of my hussles, all of my players, all of my ballers, all of this bitches if you're in club in when we outdoggin put' em up