I got my Hennessy find ya foes in a room full of niggas tryin' to hide ya hoes I'm getting high off buddha 'Cause the times be slow I keep my mind on dough you never find me broke and who meee a nigga livin' life like a G in that artillery keepin' niggas off of me I can't sleep living in these wicked times peep, niggas after me 'cause they see I'm stacking G's and heat You can holler if you want to pleeease I ain't runnin' with no punk crew beeee enemies and my range is on you're in the danger zone my fuckin' game is strong, Hotline You suckas better find ya mind I got mine from hustling and busting them rhymes to my niggas up in Quentin Down on Riker's Isle stay rile But a nigga gotta use his styles These,