Foolz

Lyrics

[Chorus: Skatterman and Snug Brim] It's hard for a hustler, give props to a pimp Survived through the struggle, I walk with a limp Not cause I'm tryna be cool, I'm just packin my tool Cause where I'm from, these lil niggas is foolz [Verse 1: The Popper] You a fool, motherfucker Need to kick back and learn the rules, lil buster You show potential, you a cool lil hustler I'm jumpin in the deep end of the pool, lil fucker These fool lil busters, tell about your dark past Tell they lil mark ass to slow down when they walk past They ain't listening, say a prayer for them Too hard headed to notice their family's there for them They running with the wrong croud Listening to gangsta music, saying all the words in the songs loud Streets don't lie, you pull up if you a thug I say your name, you get your ass dragged through the mud Cause you a dud No firepower Your partner got you, but you stand by him like a coward I can talk about you pussies for an intire hour But I need to eat beats with this mic, cause that's what I devour [Chorus: Skatterman and Snug Brim] It's hard for a hustler, give props to a pimp Survived through the struggle, I walk with a limp Not cause I'm tryna be cool, I'm just packin my tool Cause where I'm from, these lil niggas is foolz [Verse 2: Snug Brim] Oh you's a fool with it Nigga, you play for keeps Sagging your pants, jump out in the streets Snorting your louder powder, then top a couple back Hip hop on the top of the list, now you wanna role with your mac Painting the town, man Face on, lips lock Keep tricking, safety pistol cocked What is a handgun these days? Fuckers got caged Quick to use it too, knock off your stunner shades Now comes the consequence, look at the jail time Which is you? Is it go, or is it tale time? Or you gon do your 24 with necessary stress? Or you gon get your cigarettes and sign them cheqs? You lil niggas think you harder than what you are Regardlous I spark with that spark that's in my car In the streets Imma finish, where it goes down You niggas know now,I rep the Mo Kao [Chorus: Skatterman and Snug Brim] It's hard for a hustler, give props to a pimp Survived through the struggle, I walk with a limp Not cause I'm tryna be cool, I'm just packin my tool Cause where I'm from, these lil niggas is foolz [Verse 3: Skatterman] Since Michael Jackson BeatIt, and them bitches wore moon boots I been wantin money, bustin pistols out moon roofs The OGs say shoot, I squeeze on my doose doose Till this day I still send some shit through your blue tuke And then I say Scoob The feds in the hood when them niggas yell "you you" You can't get too spooked I ain't gotta lie to ya People I did that Blew a quarter million, took a quarter and hit that Blew that quarter million, fell off, then I slincked back The dope game behind me, but I still preech big Crack The game is too tacked, told you, motherfucker Drop down They put you on, motherfucker I know, motherfucker You niggas ain't hot, you so so, motherfucker If the record don't sell, it's blow, motherfucker Tell Afrodisiac you want it now, 20 ryms, motherfucker [Chorus: Skatterman and Snug Brim] It's hard for a hustler, give props to a pimp Survived through the struggle, I walk with a limp Not cause I'm tryna be cool, I'm just packin my tool Cause where I'm from, these lil niggas is foolz