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Intro:(Master P) 

Ha hah 
Master P 
Silkk in this bitch 
This is how we be doing in the hood like Gs(In the hood  nigga) 

The fiends be marchin through my hood (Hoorah  Hoorah) 
The fiends be marchin through my hood 
It's nineteen ninety scrilla bitch  I'm up to no good 
And we all gone break some bread (Ghetto Cheeze) 
By selling the motherfuckin lemonade 

Chorus:(Master P Silkk Da Shocker) 

Everyday  all day hustlin to get paid 
Tryin to get some ghetto cheeze, Fuck makin minimum wage 
Everyday, all day hustlin to get paid 
Tryin to get some ghetto cheeze, Fuck makin minimum wage 

Verse 1: (Master P, Silkk Da Shocker) 

Change the date on your rolex if you a timer 
Versache and Louis, nigga that's my designer 
Stone age slangin, space age hustlin 
Sendin fiends to da moon, me and Silkk just ghetto hustlin 

Ya'll oughta know, ya'll must be off some dumb shit 
Cuz me and P run this, 12:00 count up hundreds 
In a clock crack house, nigga, back out the back route 
I stacks trip til I trip, pop the clip when I smash out 

Puttin in work for some pamper money 
Sellin fiends them gummies, mouths full of fifties and hundreds 
But ain't stoppin til I fall on my knees 
And be up the next day wit ghetto cheeze 
Servin fiends dem double-ups and bubble ups 
And meet me at the front of the block, nigga to get some bubble up 

Chorus: (Master P) 
Everyday, all day hustlin to get paid 
Tryin to get some ghetto cheeze, Fuck makin minimum wage 
Pullin all nighters, I got the day shift 
(Silkk) I got the night shift 
Everyday, all day hustlin to get paid 
Tryin to get some ghetto cheeze, Fuck makin minimum wage 
I got the day shift 
(Silkk) I got the night shift 

Verse 2: (Silkk Da Shocker) 

I flip D like a light switch 
Games short like a spike, bitch 
You ain't got my money I might go, Everybody go tonight bitch 
I gotta be cold like a snake cuz nigga these days I playa hate 
But I keeps that nine by my waistline 
Everybody quick to dump a million like pimp me from the bassline 
Fuck I ain't askin fo shit 
I'm gonna make mine, I gots to take mine 
And have OZs like the wizard 
Cut keys like some scissors 
Cold like a blizzard 
Slimy like a lizard 
Cause fuck it, Ima dump em 
And then I'm a stump ya 
Ya fucks around wit my money and now your runnin 
But I be dumpin, nigga, frontin fo my yayo 
For sale ?? time fo my ghetto cheeze 
Nigga, I'm bout my mail 

Chorus: (Master P) 

Everyday, all day hustlin to get paid 
Tryin to get some ghetto cheeze, Fuck makin minimum wage 
Everyday, all day hustlin to get paid 
Tryin to get some ghetto cheeze, Fuck makin minimum wage 
I got the day shift 
(Silkk) I got the night shift 
I got the day shift 
(Silkk) I got the night shift 

Verse 3: (Master P) 

Takin penitentary chances but fuck the warden 
"Nigga, yo son need a new pair of Jordans" 
You see the shit a hustler go through 
" Oh yeah, pick me up a DKNY purse boo" 
The ghetto pharmacist I'm on the grind 
Open like 7-11, 24-7 Times 
Makin Scrilla, Scratch, tack, and paper 
36 OZs into 1 key fo paper 
"Would you kill for me" 
If that was my dope they took from you 
"Now would you steal for me" 
If a nigga try to steal from you 
I be bout whateva 
We be da Bonnie and Clyde done came up togetha 
You be draped in gold, I be ridin a Roles 
You be in a BMW, That's how we roll 
Side by side, Hoo-ride 
Down fo whateva, Did it from the south side 

Everyday, all day hustlin to get paid 
Tryin to get some ghetto cheeze, Fuck minimum wage 
Everyday, all day hustlin to get paid 
Tryin to get some ghetto cheeze, Fuck minimum wage 
I got the day shift 
(Silkk) I got the night shift 
I got the day shift 
(Silkk) I got the night shift 

Outro: (Master P) 

Ha hah, pullin all nighters nigga 
It ain't no motherfuckin limit to this hustlin we be doin 
Hu Nigga be hustlin 
24-7, 365 in a motherfuckin year 
Ha Mothafuckers, Fiends They be doin shit like this 
The fiends be marchin through my hood (Hoorah, Hoorah) 
The fiends be marchin through my hood 
But niggas like me and Silkk up to no good 
Huh, Slangin stones to dem bitches 
Space age hustlin huhhuh 
The fiends be marchin through my hood (Hoorah, Hoorah) 
The fiends be marchin through my hood 
Huh I be makin this ghetto cheeze, huhhuhhuh 
Out of motherfuckin green wood 
Recognize, Playas fo life 
All about the cabbage and cornbread 
Turnin fifteens into a diz-olla 
That's ghetto cheeze nigga

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