Lyrics

[Intro: T-Streets] Honorable C Note Yes sir T-Streets, bang bang Real niggas do real things What it do, Short Dawg? Gudda Gudda [Chorus: Short Dawg] I got the dope for the low, what's poppin? Hit a nigga up, if you tryna go shopping 24/7 on the grind, no stopping 5 in the morning, still they at the door knocking 'Cause I got the dope for the low, what's poppin? Hit a nigga up, if you tryna go shopping 24/7 on the grind, no stopping 5 in the morning, still they at the door knocking [Verse 1: T-Streets] On the low, dawg, I love the streets 'Cause I done made 20 thousand for I brush my teeth I hit the road, do some shows, smash a bunch of freaks And tell Wayne, I'll be back in a couple weeks Yeah, it's T-Streets, the Young Money goon I'm in the hood, but the album still coming soon New to rap, but on the block, I'm a veteran Hollar if you looking for some work like a Mexican 'Cause I got it all, you know who to call I'm on the grind, til the money longer than a hall And I keep it winter, spring, summer to the fall A hundred in a wall, case I bump into the law [Chorus: Short Dawg] I got the dope for the low, what's poppin? Hit a nigga up, if you tryna go shopping 24/7 on the grind, no stopping 5 in the morning, still they at the door knocking 'Cause I got the dope for the low, what's poppin? Hit a nigga up, if you tryna go shopping 24/7 on the grind, no stopping 5 in the morning, still they at the door knocking [Verse 2: Gudda Gudda] OK, it's 5 in the morning, and the fiends still knocking I ain't worried 'bout the feds, I got a lawyer like Cochran Mama keep asking, when you plan on stopping? I'm like is an elephant lightweight? I think not Hop up out the bed, with a hot bitch [?] The feds is like constipation, how they try to stop shit But I'ma keep pushing, Bun B said it best It's on me, I'm in my own legue, don't compare the rest Get my dick sucked and count money, then prepare the rest And wake up and do it again, a hustler at his best Treat the paper like a bitch, I'm a freak with the money When I'm sleep, I don't count sheep, bitch, I'm counting money [Chorus: Short Dawg] I got the dope for the low, what's poppin? Hit a nigga up, if you tryna go shopping 24/7 on the grind, no stopping 5 in the morning, still they at the door knocking 'Cause I got the dope for the low, what's poppin? Hit a nigga up, if you tryna go shopping 24/7 on the grind, no stopping 5 in the morning, still they at the door knocking [Verse 3: T-Streets] Money coming in, I got a bunch to spend But I'ma let it stack, that's what I'm better at It come up short through dice, I ain't hearing that You wouldn't find a cheaper price on the clearance rack Through my teens, I was in the hood moving beans Known as the X Man, like Wolverine Tell them hurry up and come if they coming Plus I got that powder, Johnson and Johnson And I can make it stretch, like giraffe necks Hit up my connect, spend my rap check Now I'm back on deck, so shawty, what the fuck is up? It's bang bang, I'm a hustler, bro, plus [Chorus: Short Dawg] I got the dope for the low, what's poppin? Hit a nigga up, if you tryna go shopping 24/7 on the grind, no stopping 5 in the morning, still they at the door knocking 'Cause I got the dope for the low, what's poppin? Hit a nigga up, if you tryna go shopping 24/7 on the grind, no stopping 5 in the morning, still they at the door knocking