[Intro: MC Ren Talking]
Yo, check this out n***as
Some more motherfuckin West coast shit, n***a
From L.A. to "The Whole Damn Yay," it's going down n***a
Ooooooh.... shit
MC Ren up in this motherfucker man
You know how we do n***a
We dwhat the fuck we wanna do, on the West coast n***a
The best coast n***a, or the
I mean, thisk we gonna do Ren...
Call me n***a Banks n***a
Put this shit down your punk ass like this..

[Verse 1: Ant Banks]
Now here's East doughs
Go and put they mack down all in the streets
And the, two boss players is rollin for keys
But it's ships outta notes
No hustle-Ass-N***as actin like hoes "like hoes"
Shit's gotlinded, n***a what don't get dummy
You better cline, you're acting like you scare of money
I can show you how tame, you put your G's first
Steady trippin with the next n***a got it on
It grse.......

[Verse 2: MC Ren]
N***a please

[Hook]
Get your hustle baby
Are all you live to grind, you make your body hustle baby "that's right"
Can't comprehend what here we in road, you got to hustle baby
I swear I spread mob, everybody hustles baby "feel me"
No need that lies spoke y'all "come on"
(*Phone ring sound*)
I'm just a player roll with the real ones "with the real ones"
It's all about the paper chase "the paper chase"
With the money and things to have thangs
I bought the big Thanks "Big Thanks"
With the n***as that don't be makin them fade

[Verse 3: Dollar Bill]
N***a what you thought I'mma grind till I get caught
Every thang I bought and every thang I stacked in the boat
Came for me at soldier the streets
5.8 grand pair shoes inserted into my feet
Discriminate how I eat and feel your body temperature heat
N***as standin in and out the real and quick to stack
Everything I mean at night is pussy and count
Dollar Bill is gettin paper, n***as mate without a pager
I guess it's in your nature, there's a God mager "uhh"
I can't be side track from gettin scratch
Don't be fool bout the wrap I still roll the sack
Don't be a L.G. cause wall D sell 'em corm
Where I'm from, every body gets the hustle on........

[Hook]

[Verse 4: Ant Banks]
Gold niggers wanna ride on bozack
Cause we sell out shows
And yell out flows just to tell our hoes
The rainbows back with that pimp mentality "yeah"
Pure bread age when you raised in Cali'......

[Verse 5: MC Ren]
N***a it's all on my back, they got they noses on my sack
Lookin for bitches and a free act
D.J. gotta contract, n***a with the 'Bill
To put your hands on my sckrill, my dick is your free peal
Get up off your ass and get it
Don't be lookin for the Villain to get it
My black ass won't spit it
Call me n***a Banks my n***a "that's right"
From the Bay, be fuckin you like trey
Cause we're hustlin' all day....

[Hook]

Shake it all you busters makin Sckrill this is how we do it "that's right"
Shake it all you haters makin Sckrill this is how we do it "that's right"
Shake it all you busters makin Sckrill this is how we do it
Shake it all you n***as makin Sckrill this is how we do it

[Outro: Ant Banks]
How we do it, I mean this is how we do it for the wild to the Yay baby
All motherfuckin day, y'all know, this is not the feelin
All right, MC-motherfuckin-Ren The villain
Dollar Bill, the money makin ass motherfucker from the town
All right, hey you n***a, the Big-Bad-Azz and me, Bitch!