[Intro]
[Mr. Short Khop, (Ice Cube)]
I check it in on the West Coast (Ask about me)
I check it in in the Dirty South (a-yeay)
I check it in in the Mid-West (hustle, man)
I check it in on the East Coast (The Hustle Gang)
(Look at me)
(Don Dada)
(Poppa Doc)

[Verse 1]
Check my blood pressure, they think they fresher than the Don
Prescription pills to keep me calm
N***a, I'm the bomb!
In the black Testerosa
Sippin' on Mimosa
I plead No sir
I'm in the west wing at the Nikko
Give me cinco kilos from Puerto Rico
When I okay it
So much cheese, you got to weigh it
Never thought these n***as was the feds
"Freeze" was the sound
I started lettin' off rounds
Lay the whole fuckin' room down
I don't wanna see Your Honor
Ratha eat piranha from Benihana
Smokin' marijuana in my sauna
I done had it with these addicts and faggots
They done ratted causin' static
Bring me my A-U-T-O-matic
Oh n***as wanna se how we ride
Bitch, you know the muthafuckin' side
World muthafuckin' wide
[Chorus]
Make yo' hustle official
And them n***as that's wit' you
Gotta push tha issue
On the fools that dis you
Whether pump or pistol
When it's up in yo' gristle
Hand yo' mama a tissue
If I decide to kiss you

[Verse 2]
Can you dig her?
It's the bigger, seven-figure, super n***a
Wit' the triggas at yo' dome
We like to roam
Through yo' muthafuckin' home like a comb
And find the money that's gone
And we'll take you, shake you
Break you, make you take two
To your own with the chrome
N***a shoot!
Execute, they try to electrocute
I got too much loot
Ya say I'm on yo' hit list
You n***as miss
Tryin' to turn my muthafuckin' cheese into Swiss
Rappers make bucks and I can hear it
Hard to fear it
'Cuz I know you grew up on my lyrics
It's the boss player
Never lost hair over assholes
Blast holes in you muthafuckin' tadpoles
Like a bullfrog
N***a I'm a bullhog
Guppies get worked like puppies by the bulldog
Where millions never gave a fuck about Sicilians
Or killas on T.V. can see
We got the real ones
So check yo' muthafuckin CD-Rom
And your World Wide Web, dot com
It's the Don Mega!
[Chorus]
Make yo' hustle official
And them n***as that's wit' you
Gotta push tha issue
On the fools that dis you
Whether pump or pistol
When it's up in yo' gristle
Hand yo' mama a tissue
If I decide to kiss you

[Interlude: Mr. Short Khop & (Ice Cube)]
What cha call it? (The Hustle Gang)
What cha call it? (The Hustle Gang)
What cha call it? (The Hustle Gang)
What cha call it? (Hustle, man)

[Outro]
Ask About me
Ask About me