This How We Eat

Goldie Loc talking
Definition - gangsta, hustla, you know
We make money, we eat, we feed
Pay attention - (Beitch!!) *beat starts*
Uhh, yeah, come on..
Uhh uhh, make some music..
Dogg House, you know..
USDhort Dog peep game, come on

I'm ridin down the street, beat, feets got on twenty-tweets
No beer-belly fool, we get it all for eats
Cocoa Puff the green leaf, cloud up
We some gangstas makin money, never been a scrub
Whattchu know about sellin dope...
But the only thing you good for now, is droppin the soap
Goldie Loc, Tray Deee, Too USDhort, no doubt
Tell 'em how we eat and what we all about, nigg*

Too USDhort
These hoes know what's up, been havin game
O.G.'s tell me real good, b*tch I'm the same
Motherfker make 'em feel good, ya know my name
b*tch, if ya still could, you'd do the same
Made thirteen albums in a row
Be like Too USDhort baby and pimp a hoe
It's so easy, if ya know how to get it
You'll never be another broke-ass nigg*

Chorus: Kokane
We got, top-notch hoes, y'all fools got crack-hoes
We eatin sirloin steak, y'all fools eat Cheerios
We got, top-notch hoes, y'all fools got crack-hoes
We eatin sirloin steak, y'all fools eat Cheerios

Tray Deee
fk a business suit, I'm out to where we juice
Push the Bentley coupe and spend endless loot
Runnin game from the brain or the stainless steel
Pushin Holt's high-heels when we bang the field
With the heat out, jack the whole hood with G-clout
Invisible perimeters for to keep out
You ain't got to ask what the fk what we bout
Whatever, get the cheddar than an nigg* can ease out

Goldie Loc
I used to be able to jump from the free-throw line and bang
Now I bust and crush tracks, nothin really changed
Except, twelve-inch scars on my body
What I mean by that, I was h*t by some hotties (nigg*)
Call somebody, I'm layin in this motherfker blood
It wasn't because of my shoes, clothes, or money
I was at the wrong place at the wrong time
Paramedics don't know, I was a victim of the crime

talking
Just keep gettin that money mayne
fk them , yeah... this how we eat

Chorus: Kokane
We got, top-notch hoes, y'all fools got crack-hoes
We eatin sirloin steak, y'all fools eat Cheerios
(Check it out)

USDhort Don't be trick, you know these hoes so slick
USDhort Do yo' thang and get rich
TrayD Get wise, enterprise with the game ya got
TrayD You could slang some rocks, but better change ya spot
USDhort Ask anybody; I stay paid
USDhort Most want p*ssy, tryna get laid
TrayD Stayin soft with a hoe getchu crossed by a hoe
TrayD I break a b*tch down then I'm off with the dough
USDhort I'm so hungry, I can't wait to eat
USDhort I ride brand new s**t down the street
TrayD Life is a game of chess, who plays the best
TrayD is the last one that's laid to rest
USDhort I know you wanna eat good - it ain't hard
USDhort to be a real ghetto superstar
TrayD Focus is the key - if ya want it, it could be
TrayD If ya know where ya goin from the moment you could see
TrayD that's game

Chorus: Kokane
We got, top-notch hoes, y'all fools got crack-hoes
We eatin sirloin steak, y'all fools eat Cheerios
We got, top-notch hoes, y'all fools got crack-hoes
We eatin sirloin steak, y'all fools eat Cheerios

Big Tigger
Catch me headed out west, Impala drive
And when they see balkin and be talkin bout (?)
Too USDhort, Eastsidaz, and ya boy Big Tig
It's on and poppin now, but we wattn't always this big
Wanted a Benz and a Lotus (what?)
Whatever feels, sprayin Raid on the roaches
I mean the whole d*mn scene was kinda hopless (whattchu mean?)
Came home to it, then we flipped the notice
Now we big crib livin, Rockland and non-stop
with hot women, cop drops with rims that don't stop spinnin (whoo!)
And it's just the beginnin (what?)
Cuz as long as the game strong we gon' keep winnin
Big Tigger, Too USDhort, drops it so mean
That lets us go get us a team of flatscreens
Three cars, three cribs and three bikes
When I drop this hot s**t, I'm gonna cop three plus three mics

talking
Y'all better stop playin and get yo' game tight
Too USDhort, Eastsidaz, Big Tig... oh boy
Album number 13 nigg*, y'all better stop chasin the cat
Chase that money, well unless you know
The cat got money (please believe it) this how we eat nigg*!
Let's go, oh boy...