Get Cheeze

[Intro: Master P & Vinny Cha$e]
I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!)
I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!)
I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!)
I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!)
I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!)
I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!)
I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!)
I got the hook up, holla if you hear me! (Ughh!)
Yeah, uh, Vinny Cha$e, yeah

[Verse 1: Vinny Cha$e]
V. Cha$e be the way, long cash, okay
Yeah get it all day
Stay bate up, bitch niggas hate VC
And the cake I make, wake bake when I wake up
Gee, and the city all mine, dope style with the rhymes
Hate nigga don't mind
I'mma shine till I die, I'mma fly when I ride
When you see VC he fly all the time
My trunk in the front, cup full of drank
Roasting, gold links and I'm puffing the blunt
My style so illy, go to the top, won't stop
No drop top, file me a milli, I did it
Young nigga, rep my city as Diddy
Big shoes I feel 'em, I get it
If it's [?] I'm in 'em
VC, V. Cha$e, whos better? Never ever
See a nigga swag like me
All gold, blue jeans, white tee, nigga please
New Koop, wroom wroom through the streets
See C, look small, pour a bean nigga get cheese
Nigga get cheese, young nigga, nigga get cheese
Young nigga get cheese
Young nigga, young!

[Verse 2: Smug Mang]
Lean, green and white, workin' all night
Cali packs off them red ass lights
Don't go out 'cause I hate them flashing lights
Hate them flashing lights
I'mma fashionite, popping pills and smoking weed and write
That's my life, Smug Life, Rez Life
Turn the lights to everybody else
I don't seem right but I'm alright
I'm just high, can't feel my face at this time
Lost my mind and I can't find
1000 Xans and 50 pounds
Leave me alone, I'm just doing me
Or expressing myself artisticly

[Verse 3: Curtis Williams]
The weed that I'm rolling is potent
My niggas get money and blow it
You niggas ain't smokin' no strong
You niggas just freak in them blacks
Last week we spent it all, we makin' it back
My niggas be keepin' them packs, fuck nigga relax
We came in through the back door
Camera's on, we don't act tho
No lies only facts hoe
Set ridin' 'round, gettin money
I'm smokin' good with my main bitch
Your bitch bad and she recognize them real niggas I came with
That gang gang, that 2-9 till I die hoe
All my niggas 100 but you niggas got on a disguise hoe
Yeah..