Foolz

[Chorus: Skatterman and Snug Brim]
It's hard for a hustler, give props to a pimp
Survived through the struggle, I walk with a limp
Not cause I'm tryna be cool, I'm just packin my tool
Cause where I'm from, these lil niggas is foolz

[Verse 1: The Popper]
You a fool, motherfucker
Need to kick back and learn the rules, lil buster
You show potential, you a cool lil hustler
I'm jumpin in the deep end of the pool, lil fucker
These fool lil busters, tell about your dark past
Tell they lil mark ass to slow down when they walk past
They ain't listening, say a prayer for them
Too hard headed to notice their family's there for them
They running with the wrong croud
Listening to gangsta music, saying all the words in the songs loud
Streets don't lie, you pull up if you a thug
I say your name, you get your ass dragged through the mud
Cause you a dud
No firepower
Your partner got you, but you stand by him like a coward
I can talk about you pussies for an intire hour
But I need to eat beats with this mic, cause that's what I devour

[Chorus: Skatterman and Snug Brim]
It's hard for a hustler, give props to a pimp
Survived through the struggle, I walk with a limp
Not cause I'm tryna be cool, I'm just packin my tool
Cause where I'm from, these lil niggas is foolz

[Verse 2: Snug Brim]
Oh you's a fool with it
Nigga, you play for keeps
Sagging your pants, jump out in the streets
Snorting your louder powder, then top a couple back
Hip hop on the top of the list, now you wanna role with your mac
Painting the town, man
Face on, lips lock
Keep tricking, safety pistol cocked
What is a handgun these days?
Fuckers got caged
Quick to use it too, knock off your stunner shades
Now comes the consequence, look at the jail time
Which is you? Is it go, or is it tale time?
Or you gon do your 24 with necessary stress?
Or you gon get your cigarettes and sign them cheqs?
You lil niggas think you harder than what you are
Regardlous I spark with that spark that's in my car
In the streets Imma finish, where it goes down
You niggas know now,I rep the Mo Kao

[Chorus: Skatterman and Snug Brim]
It's hard for a hustler, give props to a pimp
Survived through the struggle, I walk with a limp
Not cause I'm tryna be cool, I'm just packin my tool
Cause where I'm from, these lil niggas is foolz

[Verse 3: Skatterman]
Since Michael Jackson BeatIt, and them bitches wore moon boots
I been wantin money, bustin pistols out moon roofs
The OGs say shoot, I squeeze on my doose doose
Till this day I still send some shit through your blue tuke
And then I say Scoob
The feds in the hood when them niggas yell "you you"
You can't get too spooked
I ain't gotta lie to ya
People I did that
Blew a quarter million, took a quarter and hit that
Blew that quarter million, fell off, then I slincked back
The dope game behind me, but I still preech big Crack
The game is too tacked, told you, motherfucker
Drop down
They put you on, motherfucker
I know, motherfucker
You niggas ain't hot, you so so, motherfucker
If the record don't sell, it's blow, motherfucker
Tell Afrodisiac you want it now, 20 ryms, motherfucker

[Chorus: Skatterman and Snug Brim]
It's hard for a hustler, give props to a pimp
Survived through the struggle, I walk with a limp
Not cause I'm tryna be cool, I'm just packin my tool
Cause where I'm from, these lil niggas is foolz