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Above the Law
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Livin' Like Hustlers
Lyricist:Bill Cosby, Arthur Lee Goodman, Larry Darnell Goodman, Kevin Micheal Gulley, Greg F Hutchison, Quincy Jones, Sylvester Stewart, Andie Romell Young
Let me start it off 'cause I'm a player Fade into part two, I'm the number one ho layer A mack, a player and a pimp Something much stronger than your average drink
Now quote me if I'm wrong, I'm like moonshine Take a sip of my rhyme and I take over your mind 'Cause I don't think like the average thinker Call me the night stalker or your neighborhood headshrinker
187 is like a mega blast I take too many names, I kick too much ass K.M.G, the number one mack daddy Eatin' chicken like a motherfucker, rollin' in my Caddy
With my brim cold bent to the side, I bump and slide Go mack in the back, 187 to the side Street pilgrims, pioneering the land Above the law status with a gat in my hand
A mind designed like Frank Nitti Livin' large on the mike, doin' damage for the city The city of toners which is known as L.A. Where the hustlers hustle and the ballers play
We got the dope beats from the homeboy Dre And it had to be done (How?) The Ruthless way 187, what's up? What do we do at our show? We wear black on black with the locs and the Romeos
Start stepping, unload my mike weapon We say it's fittin', you think it's hittin' K.M.G means knowledge most greatly Some people like me, most people hate me
In other words, I kick my gift Do you be sleeping, K.M.G? Nah, I don't drift
I lounge or lay 'cause suckers take advantage Yo, what do we do to you? Yo, we doin' damage 'Cause we not punks, fools, sissies or busters And the way that we live is like hustlers
Livin' like a hustler Livin' like a hustler
I used to sell big yayo on the block Where went all the hard heads, they know hard knocks I started with G's and then I moved to keys And at this point my life went with ease
In other words, my pockets was thick Didn't worry about the Feds, I was checking the mint Pull a swoop to Farouk, got dressed to please Got the crib pimped out so that the bitches flee'd
I bought a ride (What kind?) A white Corvette So I can do a ghost move when it's time to jet Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com When I was nineteen, I was on my own Hooked up big connections on my mobile phone
At home or maybe on my person To clock big G's, I'd be definitely certain To live the lifestyle, the luxury, the freaks, the frills Yo, you was livin' kinda large
On the real, deals was bein' made Suckers was gettin' sprayed In other words, we was gettin' paid Like hustlers
Livin' like a hustler Livin' like a hustler
Let me proceed 'cause I got the green light For the numero uno 87 it must be hype For now, let me lay the cards on the table So you can figure out who's worried or stable
I max and tax and relax and stack G's Stick that to the facts, that's why I crack them with ease Please get off the convoy, I think you're confused When you cross, I told you you'd get tossed and you lose
Now Above Law to some people, yeah, that spells trouble But we're not a group promoting violence But when it comes to speakin' the real, I won't be silent Speak all reality when I'm on the mike So you don't have to run and have a stereotype
See, see 'cause stereotypes will make you dumb So kick back and listen, yo, to the knowledge that's brung See, the law has provided me, the K.M.G That's complex with the style but done easily
Pitch a picture if I have to, you know why I'm undercover, doin' dirt, I'm a hell of a spy Now me, 187, is a detonator More deadly than a hand grenade Much harder than a fool to fade
Not a forty, not a quart or six pack Me, K.M.G, Total K-OSS, and Go Mack 'Cause I unload my weapon with force Yeah and I'm never detected, highly respected
As a baller, a player or a pimp Yo, pass me the forty, I commence to dent A sissy soft sucker with no title Unplug the machine 187 is vital Like a Beretta with a megaclip With a silencer on it with the hollow point tip
But that is our business, on that we won't dwell We make records for you to look, listen and tell Tell your ma, tell a friend, tell a fool or a jerk Till them A&G people started to put us to work Like hustlers
Livin' like a hustler Livin' like a hustler
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