Get Cheeze

Lyrics

[Intro: Master P & Vinny Cha$e] I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!) I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!) I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!) I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!) I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!) I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!) I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!) I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!) Yeah, uh, Vinny Cha$e, yeah [Verse 1: Vinny Cha$e] V. Cha$e be the way, long cash, okay Yeah get it all day Stay bate up, bitch niggas hate VC And the cake I make, wake bake when I wake up Gee, and the city all mine, dope style with the rhymes Hate nigga don't mind I'mma shine till I die, I'mma fly when I ride When you see VC he fly all the time My trunk in the front, cup full of drank Roasting, gold links and I'm puffing the blunt My style so illy, go to the top, won't stop No drop top, file me a milli, I did it Young nigga, rep my city as Diddy Big shoes I feel 'em, I get it If it's [?] I'm in 'em VC, V. Cha$e, whos better? Never ever See a nigga swag like me All gold, blue jeans, white tee, nigga please New Koop, wroom wroom through the streets See C, look small, pour a bean nigga get cheese Nigga get cheese, young nigga, nigga get cheese Young nigga get cheese Young nigga, young! [Verse 2: Smug Mang] Lean, green and white, workin' all night Cali packs off them red ass lights Don't go out 'cause I hate them flashing lights Hate them flashing lights I'mma fashionite, popping pills and smoking weed and write That's my life, Smug Life, Rez Life Turn the lights to everybody else I don't seem right but I'm alright I'm just high, can't feel my face at this time Lost my mind and I can't find 1000 Xans and 50 pounds Leave me alone, I'm just doing me Or expressing myself artisticly [Verse 3: Curtis Williams] The weed that I'm rolling is potent My niggas get money and blow it You niggas ain't smokin' no strong You niggas just freak in them blacks Last week we spent it all, we makin' it back My niggas be keepin' them packs, fuck nigga relax We came in through the back door Camera's on, we don't act tho No lies only facts hoe Set ridin' 'round, gettin money I'm smokin' good with my main bitch Your bitch bad and she recognize them real niggas I came with That gang gang, that 2-9 till I die hoe All my niggas 100 but you niggas got on a disguise hoe Yeah..