Certified

[Intro: Bukshot]
Yeah! Bukshot! JP Tha Hustler!

[Verse 1: Bukshot]
Top earner, fast learner
'Bout payback, stolen burner
Cross lines, people get murdered
Buck shots ain't talkin' 'bout Moderna
Have you heard of my clique Goon Certified?
Switch to the murder ride quick 'fore I hurt your pride
'Member Thug Life? 'Bout to bring it back
Call me Bukaveli, mob shit, matter of fact
Me and JP been on the grind lately
Got a game plan, blueprint JAY-Z
Muscle game crazy, hustle game made me
Mеant to sell, never tеll unless you pay me
Talk mad shit, got 'em mad at me
Caught a fed case, Grim Reality
'Bout to break bread, trying to stay fed
And if my shots don't hit, better play dead

[Chorus: JP Tha Hustler]
I'm certified, I'm a hustler
I'ma earn for mine, you a customer
I'ma get the shine, I be dusting ya
Talking all the yak, I'ma muzzle ya
I'm certified, I'm a hustler
I'ma earn for mine, you a customer
I'ma get the shine, I be dusting ya
Talking all the yak, I'ma muzzle ya

[Verse 2: JP Tha Hustler]
I've been cosigned physically and online
Visually I'm all grind, mentally I'm all mind
Dutifully I'm all time, beautifully I'm all shine
Always it's all mine, y'all squad is bovine
I'm a banged out motherfucker trained out
Beast with the foul mouth, put you on time out
I'm a certified authentic, I'm the real deal
I'm audacious and I'm making you my next meal
I'ma flex steel, put you on the chopping block
You my next kill, holed up like some shitty Crocs
I'm on your city block, bangin' in your trunk space
I raise my business stock, hustle 'til my money cased

[Chorus: JP Tha Hustler]
I'm certified, I'm a hustler
I'ma earn for mine, you a customer
I'ma get the shine, I be dusting ya
Talking all the yak, I'ma muzzle ya
I'm certified, I'm a hustler
I'ma earn for mine, you a customer
I'ma get the shine, I be dusting ya
Talking all the yak, I'ma muzzle ya

[Verse 3: Mista Doesha]
I use a torch to burn the numbers off a dirty .45
I'll be the wolf you call to make it seem nobody ever died
I cut their bodies into pieces, then I feed it to my pet
Wanna get rid of a body? I'm the one you go and get
I be The Cleaner AKA The Mista Make 'Em Disappear
Can't even tell if it's a smell, I use sophisticated gear
So many tools I like to use, I had to go and take a class
Know how to take apart a Chevy, hide the body in the dash
The way I think about dismemberment, the tissue, bones, and ligaments
I could have been a surgeon, killed the teacher, couldn't finish it
That mental shit make the average sinner go insane
I went to church to kill a priest and put a bullet in his brain
You only guilty if you caught and let the jury do the verdict
Call me up after the murder, missing person never heard of
No investigation people trying to find a fucking clue
Ask anybody in the underground, I'm good at what I do (Good at what I do)

[Chorus: JP Tha Hustler]
I'm certified, I'm a hustler
I'ma earn for mine, you a customer
I'ma get the shine, I be dusting ya
Talking all the yak, I'ma muzzle ya
I'm certified, I'm a hustler
I'ma earn for mine, you a customer
I'ma get the shine, I be dusting ya
Talking all the yak, I'ma muzzle ya

[Verse 4: Zodeak]
To hustle up an omelet gotta crack a few eggs first
It's simple economics, I'ma run until my legs hurt
When it comes to this, you're fucking with an expert
Get in my way and I'ma squeeze you 'til your neck squirt
You cats are obsolete and falling like an autumn leaf
My feet are planted and growing solid as olive trees
Pardon me, I'ma need to keep it moving
And y'all ain't about shit, that, you're constantly proving
Bitch, I'm certified, all you do is fuckin' talk
Sending birdshot at anything that squawks
So you did a couple things in the past, big deal
Y'all just acting like you want some party hats and a big wheel
You fuckin' kumquats, you gon' catch a buckshot
And Zodeak will grind your corpse into pig slop
You will drop, turn fast lives to quick stops
We the real deal while you pussies makin' shit hop