[Verse 1]
Look, let’s put some money up, you can’t make mine stop
I’m hot n***a, like a pistol off the dime block
Before you change lanes, you should check your blind spot
‘Cause I’ll be right there waitin’ like a bike cop
With my nine cocked, and I’m so hot
All a n***a really need is just one shot
To the dome, you be gone and it’s no more
I could kill ‘em goin’ fast or with the slow flow
Man I’m so O with the six in front
Motherfucka prolly smoke six blunts
Two o’s in the back, I got the six in front
Add four plus that, whatchu got, what’s what?
That’s a perfect ten, I’ma curse to him
Thinkin’ that the Slauson boys was not those men
I’ma knock those men out the ring by the third round
I treat it like the Superbowl, this is fourth down

[Chorus]
However you want it, I got it in for the low
Come get it, I got it, you got it good n***a go
I hustle I rob, I do it all for the dough
It’s all for the dough
However you want it, I got it in for the low
Come get it, I got it, you got it good n***a go
I hustle I rob, I do it all for the dough
It’s all for the dough
[Verse 2]
It’s for the dough, the clothes
The bitches and the hoe’s
The paper in the cash, n***a used to livin’ fast
Navigation in my dash, big burner in my stash
Two twelves in my trunk, but n***a you don’t know the half
Look, ain’t nobody hold my hand through this shit
I was gave the same game, I just ran with this shit
On road to the riches, I don’t stand for no bitch
Caught herself for free when ridin’ with me
So It ain’t just MOB it’s MOE
That’s money-over-everything under G-O-D
I got A-1 credit, still its C.O.D
So keep it cash on deliver when you dealin’ with me
They wonder how a young n***a that’s as crooked as me
CEO of the label, no GED
See,I flow for them people that be in them streets
They seen me starve
Now they finna’ watch me eat

[Chorus]
However you want it, I got it in for the low
Come get it, I got it, you got it good n***a go
I hustle I rob, I do it all for the dough
It’s all for the dough
However you want it, I got it in for the low
Come get it, I got it, you got it good n***a go
I hustle I rob, I do it all for the dough
It’s all for the dough
[Verse 3]
Look, off a fifth of that vodka-v, I’ma sick n***a
I’m dead up in the hood, livin’ like a rich n***a
I'd probably die in the hood cause of this n***a
I’m dead up in the hood, livin’ like a rich n***a
You’s bitch, you switch I’ma stay shitty
Win lose or draw, can’t take the pain with me
Said if I play the game, I gotta make my name history
Put it in the books, that n***a brought the flame with him
‘Cause where we go, nobody knows what’s coming after this
So while we’re here, let’s make a toast to all this lavish shit
Pop the Moe’ and pop the Vueve with the baddest bitch
Fast lane, young n***as just havin’ shit

[Chorus]
However you want it, I got it in for the low
Come get it, I got it, you got it good n***a go
I hustle I rob, I do it all for the dough
It’s all for the dough
However you want it, I got it in for the low
Come get it, I got it, you got it good n***a go
I hustle I rob, I do it all for the dough
It’s all for the dough

[Outro]
When I go to sleep late I get off my grind
And when I wake up in the mornin’, money on my mind
‘Cause I’ma hustle